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I'm not a human I'm a ghoul
I'm not in original ghoul I can
Change my kagune and you can't killed. I'm unkillable I the first bloody. Ghoul in history don't tell anyone If
Do I have to kill you but let get on with the story so you listening and I will begin the so the legend days ago I still live to this day. Hi ghoul all
Over the years the cc g follow me I shed put on me mask I don't have me. .mask oh no I wait I have on my face all ready I'm stupid I'm know I'm am but on with the story. I Chase by cc g all over the im capt
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