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Categories: unapologetic
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My foster parents left me a letter before they died telling me to move every three years. It seemed like I was hiding from something. A mysterious shrine in a cave, a circular walkway full of coffins, a weird Yin soldier who kept charging, and a silent corpse with a big face. ...... It was only when my first and second uncles appeared in front of me that I finally realized what the letter was really about.