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“So even I!” San turned around to face him and opened his mouth wide, yelling. “Even I, the dead motherfucker, am capable of love!”
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In a hostile world where everything had long since lost its familiar structure, everybody's still looking for the same old options to support their survival.
Power. Love. Regret. Faith. Belonging. Humanity. Knowledge. Hatred.
What brings peace and what dooms you to haunt your own self? You'll have to make it a habit to escape death to find out.