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the answer gratifies him beyond measureγhis head descending into a deferential bow as disheveled bangs occlude the malevolent rictus flourishing beneath. fate had favored him οΌ β you have my gratitudeγlord. i do hope your warrior abides by your beliefs. β
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β you must forgive meγclearly i do not know my place. β soundless deglutition constricts his throat. insufferable gravitas bears upon his beingγlaboring beneath the oppressive enormity of the πestroyer. β β¦Ν do not tell me you intend to halt my plightοΌβ
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sole slit presents visual of singular ocular. remained within relaxed posture, iris analyzed the very demeanor of the β false god β
β β β zamasu.. still running amok, are you?
β β β donβt you know not to disturb someone
β β β whose napping? β
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solitary perspiration trickles down the contours of his features ββ- β π : i am not prepared to face him alone. β οΌ β πord πeerusγi am overwhelmed of your presence. β
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