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Chapter 2: KAZI: Smiling At Death
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That was one hell of a way to wake up. In front of Dasha Pang was a bizarre woman. Long box-braided black hair, dark skin, and white wings that spanned half the room. A room that was totally blank. White.
Before this, Dasha recalled sleeping. 'Did I die in my sleep? That's preposterous. I was perfectly healthy.'
Healthy didn't fully describe Dasha. He worked out in specific increments and taught himself nearly every single martial a ...
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