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Zachary: "Blood Case will take you, is there a safe place in the very world you're in?"

Regularly arranged dark compartments filled the walls for a week, all with dead faces, eerily waxy by the dim wall lamps, the memorial of the glorious days became a gloomy and frightening hearth.

Keenan remembers Zachary saying that him love of hot-blooded manga was the idea that saving the world itself was an earth-shattering greatness, and that the teenage girl who once longed for thrills and excitement actually went on to save the world, and he came to realize that what makes it great is the sacrifice that can't be made up for.

"... Good." Keenan's face is as calm as he is, but the corners of him mouth can't stop hooking up slightly as he faces the overwhelming number of demonic ghosts and whispers, "Wait for me."

"All hidden."

"Not specific to the individual digits, but it's over two thousand." Keenan murmured, "The whole number of Gale Watts isn't a random

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