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... rch before I felt my stomach grumbling. I looked at the time, it was already past midnight.
"Guess, I’ll have to make something myself." I mumbled before I stood up and left my room.
My past life’s memories were starting to fade away yet, the skills that I had worked hard for were still solidly there in my mind.
Cooking was one of them, I had cooked for almost all my life so, I was fairly good with feeding myself even if the world were to end.
I walked down the de ...
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