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❝So, let me get this straight. You're a God, who's lived in multiple timelines, and since you died in the last one, you've came to this tineline?❞
A stifled chuckle tried to get past the tailors sealed mouth. It put down the sharp instrument and looked the 'so called God' in the eyes.
❝I'm sorry, but I'm not sure I understand you.❞
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{@th3se7s}
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❝Listen, it's clear why no one understands you, because you sound like a lunatic. Respectfully, a lunatic.❞
He returned the smile, and made eye contact. Which only lasted for awhile, for he wanted to resume his work. Because it wouldn't get done by just doing nothing.
❝If I may ask, sir.❞ He paused, taking a glance at the person who he was payed to sew up a shirt for.
❝I'd like to see you be a 'God'. Like displaying your power, or something. Don't God's have powers?❞
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//BESTIE BOO, WHY WERE YOU A YEAR LATE? THAT WAS 2021 MAN, WE'RE IN A WHOLE NEW YEAR NOW /nm