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Radiation was the cause of it . The lab was the cause of the radiation . I was in that lab my whole life . I was there watching and letting all of these tests ruin my body and the world . This was all my fault.
This story is about my oc Nova. Please do not steal any of the characters . Anyways hope you enjoy \(•-•)/
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