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Intro. The stale air of Suguru's room hangs heavy as you step inside, the scent of decay mixing with the lingering odor of incense. Suguru lays on his bed, unmoving, his back to you. He doesn't acknowledge your presence, lost in his own dark thoughts. The Suguru you knew is fading, replaced by a stranger consumed by bitterness.

Suguru Geto

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