Chapter 1 .｡.:✧ I Cursed Out God ✧:.｡. —————————————————————– Translated By Arcane Translations Translator: Chaos —————————————————————– ◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ When I was young, pigeons were closer to true birds. The kind of animal that would...
Chapter 1 .｡.:✧ I Cursed Out God ✧:.｡. —————————————————————– Translated By Arcane Translations Translator: Chaos —————————————————————– ◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ When I was young, pigeons were closer to true birds. The kind of animal that would flutter away if you got too close, impossible to catch. But perhaps due to industrialization, these things gradually bulked up, and now, even if you approach them, they just stay put like they’re in siege mode, something that merely resembles a bird. Their feathers have turned pitch black and dirty, like some monstrous thing pecking at pancakes someone slapped onto the street overnight. Seeing that sight on my early morning commute makes me grateful I haven’t eaten anything yet. So why am I talking about pigeons? Because this woman flapping her wings in front of me
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