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This was bad... So bad. He thought inaudibly to anyone but himself. Maybe I was way too comfortable with how this life went. It''s rare to see this sort of living and feeling life in such a different way. This pain, I will keep this in my heart for the future, but first things come first. What the hell is going on in reality and myself? What is this strange feeling of being weak? It is so annoying.
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What is this... girl? Someone saved me, right? That kid? This fate? Who is this girl? She is using the mana of the world and the chant over the prime principles of magic. Is she a tool of some god, or is working with one already? What kind of magic is this... It''s somewhat familiar, yet unfamiliar at the same time.
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I knew it... This mess of the Vitaliy is like a gift or a blessing that god can give. This whole Battleword is like borrowing power that isn''t mine, yet it is, in some sense. What a strange system. It''s not mine per se, but life is still mine, so in a sense, this borrowing power is a gift of this world and not gods. Lordis is also borrowing this... I bet. It makes him like some kind of shopkeeper? How funny. It''s as if this life of a Blessed is a borrowing power of the world itself. This Battleworld... Fuck!
I should have read the whole book that Rudolf left behind goddamnit. Now, it''s lost in the hands of that fucker from the Centralis Kingdom. I am even supposed to get it back! What kind of reasoning is that? Major Task? More like a major ass! I feel like I am some sort of plaything of those fuckers who came to that conclusion as if I am a tool for their desired chess. It''s making me so uncomfortable that I would rather crush my skull open!
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He had his own.
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What in the seventh hell! She didn''t even finish external ones, and is already going inside of my body? Are you kidding me? What a novice...
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