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ααααααα With a start, Asriel felt himself lying on the soft, somewhat bristly surface of the ruinsβ flower bed again. For the... amount he couldnβt rememberβth time. It took no time for him to sense πππ¦ presence. A newfound strength rippled through his soul-fueled bones and brought him to his feet in a manner of seconds, despite coming back to life once again mere moments ago. His vision scanned the room, piercing through the air with such vigor- suchΒ πππ§ππ₯π ππ‘ππ§ππ’π‘.
Β Β Β Β πππ§ππ₯π ππ‘ππ§ππ’π‘ that was not his own. πππ§ππ₯π ππ‘ππ§ππ’π‘ that he did not want.
Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β πππ§ππ₯π ππ‘ππ§ππ’π‘ that was πππ¦ fault.
ααααααα He felt his eyes fall upon πππ ; or what fate had left of πππ . His eyes met πππ¦.
Β Β Β Β ππ π¬ππ’π π§π¨ππ‘π’π§π .
