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CHAPTER 42: HIS PROPERTY
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DREAM IS STILL DECORATED IN CUTS AND BRUISES FROM QUACKITY'S DAILY VISITS. he sat down on the floor tracing the obsidian that dripped in purple. though used to the treatment, he still feared his arrival. the dirty blonde's mask was shattered into two, only now wearing the other half whilst half of his face is exposed.
the subtle sound of voices from the other side of the popping of the lava tensed his body, no use in trying to hide from his torture. how many days has it been? how many days since he has to put up with this. he isn't just going to give up information about how to revive the dead.
the lava began to pour and he didn't even want to see what weapon was on quackity's handsㅡ the only reason he continued to look up was because of someone else's presence with them.
this feeling of relief distracted him from his growing fear, dream reached forward only to be stopped by the netherite block fencing.
"mae..."
the ravenette turned to him with slightly parted lips. his heart softened to find them in okay shape, though curious of their wardrobe change.
their hair is far neater and less runny makeup, making their features more innocent to the eyes yet has a subtle alluring sense.
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