Dedication

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"To all the girls who smiled through their tears and wished upon the shooting stars at night. God has sent a grim reaper for you."

I looked him in the eye and asked, "What would you do for me?"

A ghost of a smile painted his lips, "Torture and kill everyone who dared to taint your soul. I am your grim reaper, so of course."

"Finish them, burn them to dust?" I asked

"And worse." He promised. I believed him.

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