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... f an entire species. which at the same time is also a single being at the same time. when I first came to understand my boon I thought it would be absolutely useless. The way it may have gone is some nurse may have fallen in love with me at birth and kidnapped me from the ward to raise as her future lover.

pretty twisted. But my life givers decided to keep me hidden in order not to get reprimanded by their bosses. in a way this boon has given me a very powerful gift. not only am I not go ...

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