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To Live Again, For the First Time!

Emilin died a tragically sad death in her first life, if you could call it a life at all. No friends, no family, no ambition, no desire, no emotions. NOTHING. BUT this time, she was determined to live her life to the FULLEST! Emilin: [Who am I even?] DOTING BIG BROTHERS: [Bah! Who else but our cutest little sister?] LOVING PARENTS: [Ah! Our little angel of course.] OTHER CLASSMATES: [Who is this ice queen? So cool!] BEST FRIENDS: [Why is this so-called 24/7 ice face so clingy. But she’s too cute when she’s pouting! You’re our adorable little cinnamon roll.] HANDSOME ML: [Yeah, why are you so cling to them? Come be clingy with me! You are mine, as much as I am yours.] BUSINESS PARTNERS: [Who the fuck are you talking about? Surely, we do not speak of the same person! You are the little devil that descended from the 7 heavens, our little ancestor.]

you_li_er · Urbano
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204 Chs

Lost Memories Pt VII: (Dumbass.)

"I didn't predict anything, I'm the one that made my brain cells attack each other. Do you even understand what that means?"

It seemed like this side effect made S3 incredibly arrogant, so much so that she didn't put the professor in her eyes at all.

The professor understood this well, having done countless experiments with S1 and S2.

The side effects for each person were distinct, but at some point, they had also been inflicted with a split personality.

It wasn't completely uncommon, though it would be troublesome if the ego that had taken control of S3 were something else, like that of a bloodthirsty madman.

S3's arrogant ego could actually be rated as good for the professor, there were many better ones, but also just as many, or even more, worse ones.

Though he disliked being looked down upon like this, the professor simply couldn't let go of such an opportunity.