The day my brother’s funeral ended, I woke up to find myself inside the novel he used to write. But of all characters I could’ve possessed… why did it have to be the good-for-nothing bastard who’s about to die?
The day my brother’s funeral ended, I woke up to find myself inside the novel he used to write. But of all characters I could’ve possessed… why did it have to be the good-for-nothing bastard who’s about to die?
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