One Of Us
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Shang...
A bright light covers the whole world, leaving only few of those who are chosen to be transported somewhere in the universe.
A room looks like a cinema from the Earth. Red chairs, a big black screen, and a podium.
But oddly enough, there is someone on top of the podium. Two infact.
Red hairs flutters even without wind or what they thought couldn't been since they can't feel any, lazy eyes staring into the oblivion.
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A reaction series which I update everyday except Sunday. Stay tuned!
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