The Unspoken Confession

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The man knelt in the middle of the room, his body trembling. Sweat poured down like a waterfall, his eyes staring at the ground, not daring to look elsewhere.

"Hey, why aren't you talking?"

Sitting behind the table was a boy of twelve or thirteen years old. His short black hair was slightly curly, and his obsidian-like shining eyes were staring at the small crystal skull in his hand.

This small accessory that others would find terrifying, but he loved it so much that he couldn't put it down. His fingers stroked its outline over and over again, as if the small skull was his lover in the depths of his heart.

He still looked very young, and at this moment, he looked like a curious child. There was also some naivety in his question.

However, when he h

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