Warcery

You wake up in your room. You look at the ceiling, wondering what this new day will bring. You've given up fating against you're fate long ago. Besides, you can get used to everything, even dying. Especially when dying is not permanent. No matter what wounds you've suffered, you've always woken up in on the same bed. Just like today.

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