Chapter 1 The Man's 100th Bad Ending —————————————————————– Translated By Arcane Translations Translator: FusionX —————————————————————– ◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ I hated rainy days. Whenever I recalled the day I died, it was a day when the rain poured ...
Chapter 1 The Man's 100th Bad Ending —————————————————————– Translated By Arcane Translations Translator: FusionX —————————————————————– ◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ I hated rainy days. Whenever I recalled the day I died, it was a day when the rain poured down as sorrowfully as could be. The sound of rain in that damp, humid, and suffocating space tended to stir up emotions I had forgotten. Listening to the rain coming from somewhere, I reflect on my situation. I tried but failed. The fact that I ultimately could not achieve the goals I set for myself does not change. How many times was it? I lower my head as I try to recall the number. I know well it’s useless to count now. This life was a mess. How many times has it not been a mess? Suddenly, as I lean my hand against the wall, a cold chill assailed me. Care
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