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dropping her hand into the cool pond rippling the once still water, the flowers swayed smoothly. blankly staring towards the clear pond with eyes void of emotion, her mind wondered off "would things have been different if I had never met Muzan?"

Going through the few murky memories she had left of her life a few thousand years ago before everything started, she imagined herself making different choices than she did would they have led her to a different path?

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Going through the few murky memories she had left of her life a few thousand years ago before everything started, she imagined herself making different choices than she did would they have led her to a different path?

gliding her hand through the pond she watched as it created small waves, following it with her eyes she took notice of a single flower blooming brighter than the rest.

softly she raised her hand breakups out of the water surface reaching for the flower clearly out of her range, her view glided off the creases of her index finger that pointed towards the pure lily becoming more and more unaware of her surrounding...

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softly she raised her hand breakups out of the water surface reaching for the flower clearly out of her range, her view glided off the creases of her index finger that pointed towards the pure lily becoming more and more unaware of her surroundings as time went by.

"ara? ayame chan do you like my lotus pond?"

her hand slightly flinched by the sudden presence of another person, glancing down the lane stood a brightly grinning demon.

she retracted her hand and placed it upon her stomach rising up and down to the beat of her breathing,"its peaceful here" she whispered in a tired tone shutting her eyes from the blinding light shining on her by the ceiling lamp

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she retracted her hand and placed it upon her stomach rising up and down to the beat of her breathing,"its peaceful here" she whispered in a tired tone shutting her eyes from the blinding light shining on her by the ceiling lamp.

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