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Dozens of ravens and a man were locked in a fierce battle in a desolate land in the northern part of the Korean Peninsula that the Satanist Executive named Wrath had laid to waste.
"Chang-Shik, you son of a bitch."
"Argh, what? What do you want, you crazy bastard?"
Peck, peck!
A giant raven, large enough to easily swallow a person, viciously pecked at the man's head with its beak. The man fled through the wilderness to escape the ravens flapping their massive wings in hot pursuit.
Blood streamed from the man's head where their beaks had struck, splattering his blood all over the wasteland laid bare by Wrath’s demonic energy.
"Gasp, ugh... Just wait a moment! Tell me why you’re doing this. What did I do wrong? I didn't do anything!"
"That’s exactly what you did wrong. You didn’t do anything."
Crunch!
The ravens tore out the man's arm, causing blood to splatter on the ground. The man groaned in pain, and his face contorted in agony.
The ravens gnawed on the torn arm before swallowing it whole, leaving the man in despair.
"M-my arm! Spit it out, you lunatics! Spit it out!"
"Can’t you just reattach the arm? Lazy Chang-Shik."
"Hmm, you're right. It's just a bit bothersome."
The man scratched his head awkwardly and got up from his spot. He showed no concern for the blood dripping steadily from his severed arm.
Those chosen as Satan’s receptacles would not die from such wounds. They were not allowed to die, just like...
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