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Gaster

It was loud and chaotic. I smelled smoke. I smelled blood. I smelled burning flesh. Humans. There were so many. It made me wonder if I'd be getting back to camp. If anyone would be getting back to camp. The sounds of swords clashing, magic activating, spells, fire... I tried my best. I was sure that I could do it. If I could just stay calm, everything would be okay.

I was young and stupid.

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