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... e Goddess of Redemption didn’t want to activate her escape boots. It would be easy for her to flee, but difficult to carry her collection with her. For someone who valued her collection as much as her life, it was the equivalent of cutting her own heart with a small knife.
In the years to come, whenever she saw similar items, she couldn’t help clutching her chest, her heart bleeding: “Oh, I… I used to have this.”
But compared to her life, these things seemed less important. Run, ...
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