Chapter 56: Reveal
Authors Note: This story I have written may not be exact with the customs and culture founded by the Predator movies, comics, or stories but I have tried to stay in the area of their beliefs and ways. I have brought in elements from each of the categories and have combined them into one. I do not own Predator. Updates will be regular and changes will be made if any suggestions are made for me. Some of the mentioned items in the Yautja world are made up by me. Good Reading. This is from the original author and I will be sticking to it. Enjoy! :))))
Waiting by the opening of the A'tu's ship, Sya paced back and forth across the floor. He wondered what was taking Nei'hime so long. A week had passed and he would finally get the answers he waited for. You waited that long so a few minutes won't kill you. Even so, He didn't like to wait for someone who instigated the meeting and set up the time. He kept pacing back and forth, even as his mind lost almost all interest in this. Only his curiosity was keeping him here.
"My Lord."
Sya heard Hun'ta as he approached. He expected Nei'hime to be with her but instead, Ras'Lech and Zanjui were following. Instinct drove him to bow his head in respect. This was unexpected for him. "Patriarch . . . Matriarch . . . what are you doing here?"
Ras'Lech growled. "Is that the way to greet us?"
Sya lowered his head. "No. Please, forgive me."
Hun'ta gets in between them and addresses them. "Don't be so hard on him. He's just waiting for us to come. After all, anyone who has seen what we've seen can't stay quiet forever."
With that, Ras'Lech backed off but still glared at the young hunter. He may be part of the A'tua Clan but doesn't give him the right to boss me around. He felt Zanjui press her hand on his forearm, feeling the warm swell through his skin.
"No fighting. Not with everyone around. We don't want to cause a commotion."
Ras'Lech pulled his arm away from her but she does make a point. He glanced around to see there were dozens of Yautjas in the area. For some reason, it was a busy day and many clans are coming in after a long journey or leaving for a Hunt. Arguing in the middle will draw unnecessary attention.
Hun'ta sighs and turns to Sya. "There has been a change of plans."
Sya narrowed his eyes. "What changes?"
"We'll be going to the Patriarch and Matriarch's private chambers to discuss 'this' but Nei'hime had other things to take care of first before we can start."
His frustration grew. Sya was a very patient hunter but even he had his limits. Regardless, he had no choice but to comply. He nods his heads and lets his arms fall to the side, defeated. "Fine. But I can't wait much longer, given that your Leader promised to tell me what she and your clan know."
"Trust me." Hun'ta clicked his mandibles. "I'm sure it will be worth the wait . . . and maybe you might regret knowing such things when we're done."
The words sound off for Sya but he couldn't get a word in when he saw the young male tense up. He followed his eyes and noticed he wasn't staring at him but rather someone from behind. Sya looked and saw Lord Khupiee coming towards them, determined in his stride. Oh no . . . Not this again. The last time Lord Khupiee was with them, it ended bitterly and Sya hadn't seen him since then. Now, he wonders if he calmed down since then or still holds a bit of grudge in himself.
"Lord Khupiee. What do you want?"
Zanjui was the first to speak surprisingly. Lord Khupiee stopped a few feet away and lowered his head. "Forgive me for listening in on the conversation."
"Which won't be the case."
Lord Khupiee flinched at the remark but remained calm and respectful. "I understand but I've heard you'll be meeting with Nei'hime to discuss an important matter. If I may suggest coming along as well."
Ras'Lech grunted. "And why is that? We're skeptical of what you might do, given the last time you made such a commotion among us."
Lord Khupiee lowered his eyes. "I know but I've seen things that only Nei'hime and maybe some members of the A'tu Clan can explain."
"That is something only my Leader can permit," Hun'ta observed Lord Khupiee for a minute and sighed. "As much as I take your sincerity, I can't let you come."
He turned around, heading to get out of here before things got out of hand. Sya took one look at Lord Khupiee. The thoughts between them were clear. Sya was still unsure about him, not in that state to truly forgive him yet. Lord Khupiee knew this too well, understanding that his actions may not be forgiven but didn't deter him from getting what he wanted . . . answers. Hun'ta walked past Ras'Lech and Zanjui with Sya following behind, about to leave the area entirely.
"What do you know about the shadow?"
Hun'ta stopped in his tracks. Shadow? A dark feeling overwhelmed him. Ras'Lech growled at the sudden stop and was the same for Zanjui. Sya, on the other hand, was the only one who noticed something was wrong. Hun'ta slowly turned around, facing Lord Khupiee.
"A shadow . . . you say?"
Lord Khupiee nodded. "After the meeting with the Elders, I noticed it when I was leaving the meeting room. At first, I thought it was some kind of trick of the mind but it seemed too real. I can't explain it well."
"What did this shadow do when you saw it?" Hun'ta asked a little too eagerly, catching the attention of Sya and the others. Hun'ta's body began to shake. Is he here? He had to tighten his fists to keep control of his muscles that struggled to stay still. Lord Khupiee was thrilled in curiosity at the question but he answered without hesitation.
"It followed Dyne around but faded when he left."
Now . . . Hun'ta went into a full-blown panic. He rushed to Lord Khupiee and without hesitation, grabbed his shoulders harshly. Everyone around growled in retaliation. A move like that was deemed highly disrespectful but Hun'ta didn't bother to notice. His mind was far from it and focused on what Lord Khupiee was telling.
"Where is Dyne? Where is he now?"
Lord Khupiee grunted. "How should I know? I don't keep track of him. And what does he have to do with the shadow?" He watched as Hun'ta's eyes widened as if he saw a ghost. So he knows about it then . . . But what he said next concerned him, it was faint but he could have sworn he heard something strange.
"He's . . . possessed."
"What?"
He didn't get the chance to ask anymore when a young hunter came running towards their small group. He greeted Ras'Lech and Zanjui first and then acknowledged Sya and Lord Khupiee next.
"What is it?" Ras'Lech growled, making the young Yautja shiver nervously.
"There's a fight going on in the training deck. It happened out of nowhere and is getting out of hand."
"With who?"
"Dyne."
It was way too inconvenient. They were just talking about him and now, he was causing trouble. Sya didn't understand. Dyne may be a hotheaded warrior but he wasn't stupid enough to cause a ruckus that it took a Yautja to send a message to the Patriarch and Matriarch themselves. It is only reserved for the most severe cases. If it's bad . . .
"Who is he fighting with?" Sya asked.
The male turned to him. "It was with To'ya and an unknown male at first but then Dyne came and tried to attack Nala who was with Aja. I ran off before anything else happened."
Nala!? Sya didn't waste another moment and took off towards the training deck in a blink of an eye. Everyone else followed, hoping to make it in time before something worse happens.
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Nala kept her eyes between the strange male with the black Aw'uasa and To'ya. The tension between them was so thick. She wanted to get out of there, feeling that there is history between them. What that was . . . she had no idea. But one thing's for sure, he had an eerily feeling around him, especially when she looked into her red eyes even for a second. The Awu'asa he wore was too familiar to the Bad Bloods from before.
To'ya moved between them, growling at the male while Aja came to her side. "You. What are you doing here?"
The male smiled, raising his hands in a defenseless move. "There's no need to get hostile here. I just wanted to meet Nala officially."
Nala squinted her eyes, confused. "Me?"
He nods. "Of course. You are important after all." He glances around the room. "Where is Dhm'Ni? I thought he would be with you."
"His location is not your concern." To'ya stepped forward. "If I were you, I would be running to the ends of the universe and never look back. How the pauk did you find us?" The hostile air around To'ya was thick and strong. Nala checked the unknown male one more time. They know each other much more than I thought. But why is he trying to meet me?
The male chuffed, unreacted to To'ya's threat. He bobbed his chin as if to disregard To'ya's threat. He must have been confident to disrespect a female like her and turn his focus away. Easily, To'ya could kill him if she wanted to under those certain grounds. The male's eyes, though, came to Nala, and a smile formed on his face. One would think he was being nice but to her, it had some hidden intent to which she couldn't pin.
To her shock and everyone else, he bowed his head towards her. "My name is Te'jan. It's a pleasure to meet your acquaintance."
Nala, unsure of how to react, nods lightly. "Pleasure . . ."
Te'jan moved away and glanced at Aja. "And you must be Aja."
Aja huffed. "How do you know my name?"
"Certain information. I'm sure that Nei'hime has told you about me."
The room went silent. Nala looked towards To'ya who suddenly went almost white as a ghost. She didn't even think a Yautja could do something like that. Aja was confused while some onlookers began to whisper things. She couldn't quite hear them but they were not good. Te'jan pulled his head back for a split second as if someone slapped him. His red eyes squinting at To'ya and then back to her. His expression changed and opened his mouth and mandibles slightly at whatever he noticed.
"You didn't tell them . . . did you?"
"As I said, it's none of your business!"
To'ya sprinted without anyone noticing she'd moved, pulling her wrist blades on the way. Te'jan remained still as To'ya came to him like a raging bull. Nala didn't want to watch but she couldn't turn away. What Te'jan said bothered her. Didn't tell us?
As To'ya roared and her blades came down, Te'jan got out of the way by rolling out of the way. With a swift kick, he knocked her off her feet and sent her skidding across the ground. Some onlookers had to get out of the way or else get slammed against the wall by To'ya.
Te'jan chuckled. "You're still a hotheaded female, aren't you?" He turned away and set his eyes on Nala. She shivered at the sudden coldness coming from him. He was a strange Yautja, seemingly acting kind and then feeling cold like a switch going on and off. Aja, smelling her distress, blocked Te'jan's way to protect her.
"Don't you get near her." He growled.
Te'jan stared at Aja for a second until he sighed. Nala noticed him reaching for something hidden in his belt. Given the situation, she didn't know if he was pulling out a weapon or not. Before they could see what it was, To'ya comes barreling behind and towards Te'jan. Nala thought he wasn't going to dodge this time but the male smiled at her.
You will be 'his' . . . and when 'He' kills you, all will be his.
Her heart froze like a block of ice. He could hear his voice in her head, just like the other one she's heard. What is going on? Te'jan finally pulled out a knife that he was going for and threw it at To'ya. It digs itself into her knee, splitting it almost in two. To'ya howled in agony and dropped to the floor with a crash, shaking it. He didn't even look to see what he'd done, keeping his eyes on Nala.
Te'jan's smile grew bigger. Sekh-an'de will prevail.
Nala grabbed the sides of her head and dropped to her knees. Her breath quaking from the overwhelming sensation of despair and hopelessness. She didn't even feel Aja holding her or hear his voice. Her eyes were dead set on Te'jan. Her body began to shake. The world around her began to freeze like the Arctic back at her home planet.
Don't let him get to you! Help is coming!
The voice called again. The softness it brought chipped away some of the ice inside herself. Nei'hime . . .
"Nala!"
Another voice snapped her out of it. It wasn't Aja's or To'ya's but it was familiar. It took a single glance to see it was Dhm'Ni charging at Te'jan with his fist aimed. Of course, Te'jan got out of the way within inches of the attack. Dhm'Ni twisted his body and landed firmly on the ground, growling at the male.
So the news was true. Dhm'Ni was barely heading back from the society globe when he heard there was a fight in the training deck. It was normal so he wouldn't have bothered to go there until he heard Nala was involved somehow. He took off as soon as he could, racing through hallways and even taking the stairs to get to her. But also, he felt a dreaded feeling come through him along with the voice.
Hurry, Dhm'Ni! Hurry!
It didn't have to say it twice for him to react. Now, he could see he was right. A male in black Awu'asa stood with them, having attacked To'ya and gone so far as to make Nala drop to her knees. The male was too similar to the ones that killed his mother and hurt Nala and himself. Why is he allowed to roam free?
Dhm'Ni turned his head to the side to get a look at Nala. He wanted to get to her, feeling jealous of Aja with his hands around her. But he couldn't, so he settled with checking visually for any injuries. He didn't see any but her scent reeked of fear.
He growled at Te'jan. "What have you done to her?"
Te'jan opened his mouth. "So . . . you must be Dhm'Ni."
"Who's asking?"
He shook his head. "So all the pieces are coming to play." Te'jan closed his eyes. "It won't be long now before everything comes together."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Dhm'Ni takes another step forward. "What comes together?"
Te'jan merely sighs blissfully. His red eyes turned to Dhm'Ni's blue ones. "You have much bigger problems to deal with right now. And I need to take my leave for now." He turns around and heads for the exit from the training deck.
"Oh no, you don't!"
Dhm'Ni rushed towards Te'jan. But as soon as he was inches from him, he felt a strong force hit him from the side. He felt whiplashed and even more when he hit the side of the wall. Nala gasps. He crashed into the wall like a boulder and she feared that he got hurt far worse than it appeared.
He grunted, pulling himself from the wall but hissed when he got to his feet and his shoulder began to feel sore. Pauk. What happened? His first instinct was to see if Te'jan had some sort of weapon that was strong enough to do that to him. Instead, he saw someone else standing in front of him.
It was Dyne.
Nala and everyone were confused, even the other Yautjas that crowded around them. Dhm'Ni knew he was an idiot, to begin with, and after what he tried to do with Nala, he didn't expect Dyne to get into the middle of a fight. It angered him greatly, enough to overcome the pain in his body and roared in defiance.
"Dyne! What are you doing!? Stay out of this!"
Dyne didn't flinch or react in the way he'd expected. He just stood there, frozen in time but his chest moved at a fast pace. What's his problem? Dhm'Ni roared again but got nothing. Something was wrong with him but had no idea if he was sick, dreaming, or whatever else he could think of.
"Is he alright?" Aja asked. He said the very same question Nala was going to ask. One thing's for sure . . . the dark feeling before was stronger with Dyne that Te'jan now. It was all over him and unmistakable. When she looked closer to Dyne, she froze the moment she saw his eyes. They were black as the night. She couldn't see his pupil or even the color of his irises. There was nothing there.
It was as if he was . . . possessed.
Te'jan chuckled. "Well then. I'll leave it to you then. Have fun." He was gone before anyone else could stop him. Dhm'Ni tried to chase after him but once again, Dyne got in the way. He pulls out his wrist blades just as Dyne drew his. Their blades crashed down on each other, sending sparks around them.
"Dhm'Ni!" Nala cried out for him as they exchanged blows. Again and again, they fought until their blades tangled themselves together.
Dhm'Ni roared in his face. "Dyne! What's wrong with you?!"
"You . . ."
His voice was gatsby, quaking under his breath. Dhm'Ni noticed and thought he was sick. But he shouldn't be acting like this.
"You . . . Cetanu . . ."
Dhm'Ni blinked his eyes to recap what Dyne said. It was barely a whisper but he heard it. Cetanu . . . Why is he calling me the God of Death? He didn't get the chance as Dyne pushed him away. Their blades crashed together again as the fight ensued.
For her, it was terrifying but everyone else began to cheer, egging them on. Yautjas love a fight no matter who or what is involved and this one was the most intense she'd experienced so far. Her eyes caught To'ya in their sight, seeing her struggle to get up. Her concern to help overpowered her common sense. With a swift tug, she freed herself from Aja's grip and rushed across the ground to get to her.
"Nala!"
She ignored his plea to come back, running as fast as she can. However, Dyne saw her and his demeanor suddenly changed. He breaks away from Dhm'Ni and jumps in front of her. Nala backed off but too hard, tripping on her feet and forcing her to fall on her ass. She scrambled to get up but Dyne had her neck in his hand. He lifts her off the ground and squeezes, choking her. Nala gasped, trying to get air in her but the strain on her neck was overpowering. Her vision began to fade in and out.
"Nala!" Dhm'Ni roars for her. He sprinted to get Dyne off of her. Seeing her in pain made him angrier. But inches away, Dyne raises his fist to him and a dark blast shoots out. Dhm'Ni didn't have time to react and get out of the way. It was too fast. The blast hits his square in the chest and pins him to the adjacent wall. Dhm'Ni thrashed and roared, trying to break free. It was too strong even for him. What is this?
"What is that?!"
"What in Paya . . ?"
Everyone was astonished to see something like that. The crowds stopped their cheers and silence took over. Aja froze in his spot, unable to comprehend what Dyne just did. Still, he charged towards Nala to get her out of there. But like Dhm'Ni, a dark blast gets him too and pins him on the ground. To'ya tries to get up again but the knife in her knee prevents that. With everyone down, it was just him and Dyne.
Nala tries to stay conscious but her body was being deprived of oxygen. She gagged and choked on her spit as she tried to stare at Dyne, trying to understand why he was doing this.
"Dyne . . ." She gags. "Why . . ?"
I told you before. You can't escape me forever.
Her eyes widened. It was the voice from her dream that belonged to the shadow. As if something realized she connected the dots, Dyne's body began to emit a small line of shadow outlining every part of him but it grew in size behind him. When she saw a hand grow from it and wrap around Dyne's shoulders, her heart skipped a beat.
No . . . it can't be.
She wasn't the only one. Dhm'Ni saw it too and heard the voice. He thought everyone could hear it but no one reacted. They couldn't see what they were seeing. His mandibles and mouth opened wide in a roar. "Nala!"
She heard his cry. She wished she could see him but Dyne squeezed his throat more. She looked into his dark eyes and saw nothing. It wasn't Dyne anymore and somehow, she knew it.
"Paya . . ."
Paya? That name stuck in her mind but could barely register it as she began to lose consciousness. Dyne hissed, digging his claws into her throat. She thought death was coming for her. No . . . I can't die. Not now . . . Not now!
In a split second, the hand around her neck disappeared. She falls to the ground, coughing. When she got enough air back into her lungs, she saw that Dyne was slammed into the wall by someone she recognized with the black and red tresses and impressive Awu'asa.
"Nei'hime . . ."
Nei'hime growled, pinning Dyne's hands onto the wall. She growled from underneath her mask. As soon as Nei'hime appeared, Dyne's demeanor changed. He became agitated and angry, snapping his mandibles right in her face. "Val'ha!"
With such force, he throws Nei'hime off of him and doesn't hesitate to get her. He wraps his arms around her torso and lifts her, throwing her in the air. With great skill, Nei'hime twists her body and kicks Dyne in the back of the head, using the push to land on her feet. He growls and snarls at her like a wild beast. He was unhinged and Nala could see it.
Dyne comes at her again. Nei'hime sees this coming, watching him extend his arm to shoot a dark blast at her. She rolls to the side, missing it by a few inches, and brings out her wrist blades. She cuts into the side of his abdomen, earning an inhuman roar that didn't sound like a Yautja at all. But with that, the shadows that pinned Aja and Dhm'Ni vanished, freeing them. Dhm'Ni falls to the ground, grunting in pain. Nala decides to take the chance and run to him, dropping to her knees by his side.
"Dhm'Ni. Are you alright?"
He nods, still hunched over. "Yes. What about you?" He saw the bruise forming on her neck, making him angry. Aja comes to their side. "Aja . . . Get to To'ya."
He does without hesitation. Anything to help Nala and the others. As he goes to help her, Nala and Dhm'Ni watch as Nei'hime and Dyne fight. She'd never seen one quite like this. Dyne was nothing more than an animal now . . . with no regard for his well-being even as he was covered in many cuts. As for Nei'hime, she couldn't help but see how impressive her fighting skills are. It was as if watching an Arbitrator handling a Bad Blood . . . calculated and precise.
They danced until Nei'hime and Dyne locked blades together, pushing as hard as they could against each other. Under her mask, she ground her teeth. I know you would try something eventually.
Dyne hissed but she knew it wasn't him anymore. She stared at him with anger and spoke her thoughts, knowing 'He' was listening. But I didn't think you would execute your plan so messy . . . .Sekh-an'de
She heard a faint chuckle. Do you think this was my entire plan?
That small hint of hesitation she had was a mistake. Dyne took the opportunity and pushed her away from him, only to aim his wrist blades right at her. Instinct kicked in and she moved her head slightly to the right as the blades shot past her. She chuckled. What an idiot. It's as if he isn't trying to—
Her heart dropped. Dyne smirked as if he already won. Nei'hime looks back and realizes that he wasn't aiming for her . . . but for Nala. Watching the blades aim for her head and seeing the look of terror on Nala's face, Nei'hime reacted. She rushed as fast as she could, hoping to stop it in time.
Nala couldn't move. Despite knowing what was coming, she wouldn't react in time. She held Dhm'Ni in her arms as her life flashed before her eyes. She had met her end more times than she could count but never thought it would be like this. She closed her eyes instinctually, waiting for the pain to come.
But it didn't.
Nei'hime got in the way just in time, swatting the blades away when they hit her gauntlet. She sighed in relief, glad she managed to protect her time. But as soon as she looked back to where Dyne was, he was already in front of her. He smacks her hard across the face with such force that her neck cracked when it turned. Nala watched as Nei'hime's mask came undone and flew across the room with slight damage to where Dyne hit her.
Now . . . that was the last straw.
Nei'hime growled at Dyne. So that was his plan all along. Before he or anyone else could react, Nei'hime grabbed Dyne by the throat and mustered all of her strength to bring him off the floor. He snarled, trying to fight back but it was too late. As quickly as she could before anyone would notice, she summoned the Kire from her hand. The black blade formed in her palm aimed straight for him. Dyne's eyes widened and tried to cross his hands for protection. It was useless as Nei'hime stabbed him in the heart.
Nala had to plug her ears when Dyne howled in agony, bellowing out the suffering he was enduring. But when she looked up to see what Nei'hime had done, the black shadow that was covering Dyne was cringing and shrinking in size. Its clawed hand tried to reach out for Nei'hime but it dissipated until nothing was left but Dyne. She looked around and no one seemed to have the same shocked reaction as herself and Dhm'Ni. Can they not see that?
As they watched, Nei'hime stared at Dyne, watching his eyes return to normal. Blood began to spill from the corners of his mouth, struggling to breathe. He opened his mouth but couldn't say anything. He was too weak. Nei'hime felt sorry for him. Despite everything, he was a victim of the situation they brought here.
She whispers, "Leave in peace. Be angry no more."
In a split second, she pulled the Kire out of him and made sure it disappeared before anyone could see it. She watched as the light in Dyne's eyes faded until she could see nothing. She lets go and his body drops to the floor. He was gone . . . another one that she had to put down. How many more must be done?
The fight was over but she had another problem she didn't realize until it was too late. As soon as she lifted her head, she was met with the shocked expression on the onlookers' faces. She was confused at first until she heard some of them talking. She froze in an instant.
"Her face . . !"
"What is she?"
Nala and Dhm'Ni heard that as well. She looked over to the Nei'hime's mask that was on the other side of the training deck. Nala got to her feet and stood, helping Dhm'Ni get up as well. She stared at Nei'hime's back but noticed she wasn't moving except for her fingers that twitched nervously. Just as Nala was about to take a step, Nei'hime began to walk away.
"Wait!" Nala called for her.
Nei'hime stopped in her tracks but still refused to look at her. Nala calls again. "Nei'hime?"
She yearned to know who it was underneath the mask . . . the person whom she saw in her dream and now. She knew that Nei'hime couldn't run away this time. Too many Yautjas have seen her face and eventually, gossip would circulate. Nei'hime knew this but she was nervous to reveal herself. She was terrified of their reaction when they saw her. She closed her eyes tightly.
Val'ha . . . It was Cetanu's voice calling her. Still, she didn't move and only listened. It is time. Don't be afraid.
Nei'hime opened her eyes slowly, raising her face to everyone. The Yautjas around her looked at her with curiosity and intrigue but also shock. Her heart pounded in her chest. The instinct to run away shook in her bones. This time . . . she decided to ignore it. If Cetanu says so, then I must. She bit her lip. Please . . . give me strength. After a minute of deciding, Nei'hime slowly turns around.
When Nala saw her body move, her heart was pounding in anticipation. She watched as her body turned around, keeping her eyes on where Nei'hime's face would be. Dhm'Ni also watched carefully, feeling the same way as Nala. The moment came when the tresses on the side of her face moved out of the way and revealed what they least expected.
It wasn't the Yautja face that they thought it would be. She had cheeks that looked soft to the touch with a pale color that surrounded small scale markings that formed a line under her eyes. There were no mandibles or sharp teeth. Instead, she had light red lips and a nose just like hers. Her blue-ringed eyes were shining under the light with the dark and soft tones mixing in the center.
Nala couldn't move. Her face is the least she expected.
There was no doubt. It was the face of an ooman.
And seeing her was like looking at a reflection . . . of herself.
Hello Everyone!
Nei'hime's face is finally revealed!
It took a while for me to write this chapter, scrambling to get it done and perfect for everyone to enjoy. But as I promised, this chapter will reveal a lot but also leave more questions as well.
What made Dyne go crazy enough that he'll attack anyone? What is that shadow? Was it possessing Dyne? Why did he call Dhm'Ni Cetanu and Nala Paya?
Who is Te'jan really?"
Is Nei'hime truly ooman? Oh my . . .
Something is going on and more will be revealed in the next chapter as well. But Nei'hime has a lot of explaining to do.
Find out when Chapter 57 will hopefully be posted by next Friday (Unless things pop up. Changes will be posted on my Instagram).
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