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Chapter 27
“Give it back.” Anderson demanded. “Whatever you took, bad or not. Give it back.” The feeling knowing you had something but had been taken from you, especially not knowing specifically what it was made him feel like a bit of his soul had been taken from him. It was a hallowing feeling.
Suit shook his finger at Anderson. “Aren’t you being a little ungrateful, Anderson? Not only did I allow you to know what you will go through as a test run, but even after you failed, what I took away was a bad memory. Yet here you are whining like a little baby whose toy had been taken away. Humans.” Suit looked like he was getting angry at Anderson and his constant ‘Give me’ and ungrateful attitude.
Thinking about it logically, Suit would indeed seem like he was on Anderson’s side, but Anderson knew very well not to trust the man or demon before him. Besides, Suit himself had confirmed that the world he put him in, even though Anderson still did not completely understand that part, h
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