No Life
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Last published Thu, Dec 17, 2015
『ＨＥＬＬＳＩ ＮＧ』
【ＡＬＵＣＡＲＤ x ＯＣ】
The last thing I remember was a lot of pain, a baby's cry and seeing my own blood falling onto the ground. Then when I wake up again in some strange medical room. Of course with my luck this happened to me. There's still blurs here and there, but working with Millennium will surely give me the answers.
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