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Leaning against an oak tree, Broken Spawn glanced around: even though he couldn't see anyone, he couldn't shake off this uneasy feeling that there was someone listening in on their conversation.
"Hey, Fire Ring?" Broken Spawn asked hesitantly. The stranger, who was still watching from afar, hid behind the nearby houses and crouched down.
"What? Broken Spawn, don't tell me you're leaving already!" Fire Ring responded, lowering the cheese sandwich from his mouth.
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Wait?
Broken Spawn?
Broken SPAWN?
As in, THE Spawn?
The stranger, who was still listening, immediately drowned out the rest of the conversation. There was no way they heard that correctly, right? But it would make sense why he had the symbol of the Spawn on his right eye.
The stranger silently stood up and ran further back to where they could only hear mumbling. Even if he truly was the Spawn, there's no way the stranger was confident enough to approach, not with all the sins they've committed.
Worry not, the stranger knew someone who could surely do it, or at least know what they should do!
Glancing around, they carefully treaded to the forest where the church of the spawn is hidden, hidden away from the public.