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Tomorrow, a new chapter in his life would open, but God closed the cover of the book. When he opened his eyes on the First Floor of Hell, he had to face off a whole new reality. All the rules were being rewritten, and he had to pick up the pen if he wanted to get out of here. He had to find those like him and play the role of leadership he had escaped all his life.

Sanseiu · Fantaisie
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"Hey, look at me peanut!"

"Girl, is it all yours?"

"If you are tired while carrying it, let us carry some!"

As soon as ours were within five paces, the airstrike began. Fortunately, the dribbles had not yet reached us. The group's provocations seemed to continue, but unexpectedly, Toraman intervened.

"Gentlemen, come to your senses and apologize to the ladies immediately!"

The mob, whose aim was to harass the women and fight with the men next to them, was stunned by the backlash, but it wouldn't last long.

"Wow, Zeki Müren has come to the neighborhood!"

"Son, this is a suburb. Which site did you escape from?"

Although the reaction outside of their natural life cycle surprised them, their factory reset was short-lived. Toraman was persistent in his demeanor.

"You will apologize to the ladies, gentlemen. What you are doing is not befitting of a gentleman!"