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The sigh was like that of a dragon god who ruled the heavens giving to a poor and tiny frog locked in a well that was still drowning in its delusions.

The little frog thought he was the ruler of all creation, not realizing that his existence was equal to or even less than that of a speck of dust that could be sent flying with a breeze of wind.

"Old man you are really pitiful, you really think I would let you into my body so easily"

"That this is possible, my energy has already invaded your body and your consciousness should have already been eroded, how?" said the old man upon hearing my voice.

"I should look better"

"No, it is not possible"

The divine spark of death that had been dormant, like a tiger hiding before attacking, released its power by stopping the old man's soul.

"This is not possible, I never felt the presence of a divine spark inside you, even if I am a weakened soul, it is impossible that you could have hidden it from my detention."

"In all existence there is nothing i
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