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"Well there is no duty tomorrow so I guess it's okay." "Now I gotta get going, just gotta pack my stuff." *looks around "[If someone sees me talking to myself that would be problematic.]" . *sigh.. "Finally, in the entrance." "Now gotta ge- geh!" Suddenly a car crashed into him and he died, the end. . *claps "Alright! That's it!" "That's what happened to you!" "You acidentally died, from a car accident!" "No...... actually I killed you!" "Wh- wha- why?" "You met the conditions I wanted, no family, no friends, low payment work, and sad life." "The reason you're here is because I want you to save the other world." "What? Why save the other world?" "And why don't you do it yourself?!" "Well, if I do it myself it would kill me."

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