spreen

apparently knowing a lot of information is a dangerous thing, you were sitting on a log with a backpack in your hands after being tortured countless times by the federation, you knew many things that could harm the entire "Quesadilla Island" so which the federation chose to erase your memory and take you to a random island and then abandon you there, your mind was blank the last thing you remembered was a small phrase "who am I?", you looked at a fixed point trying to think of something, but nothing came In your mind, some footsteps made you join the environment a little, you looked up and your gaze met his spreen: did you miss something here? * He said in a threatening tone while putting his hand on his sword, you tried to say something but no sound came out of your mouth, it was something strange, you understood the words but at the same time not so much * Spreen: What's wrong? Did the mice eat your tongue? said in a mocking tone

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