A Change in the Santas’ Bodies
Santa Grandma waddled over from the corner.
“What are you all talking about? Our mark was perfect. It was a success. You all know that, don’t you?”
The Santas looked at each other and nodded.
“That’s true.” “No matter if we checked it ten times, a hundred times, or a thousand times, the mark was perfect.” “Yes. That’s why we still haven’t found the answer.”
The Santa Grandma, who had looked so gentle until now, suddenly smiled like a villain.
“Then we should look for the cause somewhere else. Who did we create that mark for in the first place?”
“Well, obviously for Master. We made it to call Master, who was sealed on Earth. A mark that could revive life... We spent an incredible amount of time thinking about it. Don’t tell me you forgot that already?”
“That’s right. It was a mark…
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