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'Ah, finally…'
A young voice of a malformed human resounded on the depths of his heart.
He found himself staring at the vast and starry skies of the night while tears fell from his face. He was holding a body that doesn't even resemble a human anymore. The body he held was burnt, all of this person's features were mostly missing due to the incident that happened before their death.
'I'm sorry.' He said inwardly. He would've liked to apologize out loud but his vocal cords aren't working properly, making him unable to speak. It also didn't help that every time he opens his mouth, black flames will uncontrollably come out burn everything in front of him.
He knew that he wasn't normal. He's not just some deformed human. In fact, he's not even sure if he could even be called human anymore.
