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I had no place I could call home. If I did, it would be the pillowcase spread out in the sun every day, filled with the fresh scent of sunshine, or the top bunk bed at the orphanage. When I was young, the orphanage director used to clean my ears with a cotton swab while I laid my head on my pillow. That was my homeland, a place I could never return.
Like a broken light flickering its white breath, an alarm sounded in my head.
[You have died.]
[Your Hunter Class is S.]
[Due to the increased penalty, you get to select the order in which to activate your Skill.]
If the bedspread with a checkered pattern of lime green and yellow on the second-floor bed represented Kim Gong-Ja’s homeland, then this place was also a kind of homeland for the Death King. It was my origin in the darkness.
[1. Do you want to acquire your killer’s Skill first?]
[2. Do you want to watch your killer’s trauma recreation first?]
If I could afford to joke around a bit, maybe I could say that this was the Death King’s essence. I was a man with history: Kim Gong-Ja, the King of Death.
—Alright. Enough with denying reality. I do have a lot to say, but choose option one first. If we start...
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