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Chapter 58: Spitfire Awakens
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2025-07-06 00:01:23~Ioana~
"Okay, okay," he wheezed, coming to a halt."It's your other personality—that is, if you have one. It could be a personality that was birthed from negativity. It sprouts and one day takes over your body.If that was it, you'll be forever locked in your own body while the personality takes over everything.Your friends. Your family. Your love. Your dreams. Your life."Each of those words hit me like a sledgehammer, shattering every resistance."You can understand my distress. I didn't know which of the two you were facing. As far as I know, you could be lost forever.""But isn't it possible to come back?" I asked, my voice light as the wind."I don't know—maybe." He shrugged. "But isn't it better, as they say, prevention is better than cure? Even if you manage to come back—after how long? Can you still cope? What if the personality now has new friends, family, now a criminal? Years might have passed."
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