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"You will ... become my bride."

???'s POV:

They were scratching on the door so hard hoping for the lock to be broken. "*Scratch *Scratch *Scratch. The bride... The bride still isn't here. We've been waiting for you... Why won't you come?" (That's right... it's been 17... 17 years. I think I'm going to pass out...) "*Clang *Scratch *Scratch *Clang *Bang!" (Finally.. the lock's out of the way... now all I need to do is to get her.... My bride must be waiting.) I crawled on the floor trying to track my bride down but my pets stopped me.

 "We'll do it for you master.. Just hang on.. we'll be quick like thunder." They said, trying to make me stay and trying to ease me. "*Heavy breathing.. Okay but you need to hurry." I said...(I may not make it... I was tired... Too tired... My eyes we're shutting down... I can't stay awake... Why did I choose this body?) "Hurry, you have to come here right away..." I can no more here what they we're saying... Suddenly, I was no more aware of my senses...

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