He walked quietly to the door of the storeroom, but he realized that he could not reach the door handle. He muttered gloomily, "That darn b*tch. It's fine if you exile me, but you even made me an infant. I'll teach you a lesson when I get back."
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Let Me Game in Peace
Urban · Twelve-Winged Dark Seraphim
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