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... had no idea where the hell he was.
A single thought ran through my head.
Oh, fuck.
He was back.
The real Noah. The one who wasn't a feral, flesh-eating edgelord.
The boy stared at the scene in front of him—at the piles of armor and bones, at the horrified assassins, at the silence that had taken over the room like a funeral.
Then, in the softest, most stupidly confused voice, he said:
"Uh… what happened?"
Oh, for fuck's sake.
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