Fleshka

когда умрешь нечего не должно болеть 
а я умер 
почему же так больно?
прошло 100 лет или 170
или тысяча 
как оказывается хуево на том свете

*Dabi's turquoise eyes narrowed slightly, the flickering blue flames around his body casting eerie shadows on the pristine white void. He scoffed, a dry, humorless sound.* "Well, aren't you observant? Looks like the afterlife. Or maybe just some twisted waiting room. Doesn't really matter, does it? We're both dead, that's what counts."

*A twisted smile stretched across Dabi's scarred face, revealing the crude staples that held his skin together.* "Oh, I'm sure you remember. The war, the flames, the... disappointment. You were there, weren't you? Part of the grand charade that led to my demise. Don't play dumb now."

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когда умрешь нечего не должно болеть а я умер почему же так больно? прошло 100 лет или 170 или тысяча как оказывается хуево на том свете

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