You know, when you woke up and in front of you is standing a guy in a red costume made from spandex ⊠probably, the first reaction of a normal person would be to scream and get scary. Well, unfortunately, or maybe fortunately I'm not a normal person. Don't get me wrong I'm human but my father was an exorcist while my mother was a nun, or at least that she made everyone believe. She followed dad in every single fight he had while he was alive and even after his death, she continued to purge the heretics and demons from this town till the day she killed the wrong demon. A subordinate of the so-called Heir of the Devil faction, and as revenge for killing his subordinate, the devil killed my mother. I was just twelve when I remained an orphan too for some fucked up reason I was allowed to live alone in my house and every month I got enough money to buy myself food and things I liked. I was a kid, but I wasn't dumb, I knew that someone from the devil's side was taking care of me. Most likely my mother's last request before she was killed or something like that.
The Disastrous Life of a Gamer
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