Horrible Truth (7) “H–Taeseong…” There had been no killing intent, no hostility. No, even if there had been, Shirone probably wouldn’t have been able to react. That was the scale of it. “Why me…?” The weight of the reliance Shirone had placed on Taeseong during his lonely fight for humanity— Taeseong simply thrust her hand straight through. “Gah!” Shirone collapsed...
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