

โ * ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ญ . . . ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ ๐ก๐๐ฌ ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฒ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. โด โ
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@postmortemxs
โ โ โ โ *ฬฒ ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ฒ. โ


โ * ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ญ . . . ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ ๐ก๐๐ฌ ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฒ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. โด โ

โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ *ฬฒ Fine, I won't give you your gift then. โ


@postmortemxs is a materialist ho

















The silence was as thick as a clot. Reaper moved, the chains on his ankles rattling. His scythe gleamed in the pale lights of the lab, outlining an icy silver steel that distilled the very essence of death.


โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ He doesn't care if Geno recognize him now. Everyone knows who he is anyway! From that impending feeling that approaches and overwhelms you, from the dark coldness that settles, from the change in the air. โ