Hot Spot
Many years had passed since Mike first encounter with a strange creature. At the deep part of the ocean where the sun's light could not reach... A single human is descending deeper and deeper. His long black hair that floats in any direction... at this point where his tied hair always getting loose every time he goes outside the bubble, he didn't bother tying his hair anymore. Mike is still in butt n***d but because its been years maybe he already has gotten used to being n***d. I mean... Even if he didn't it doesn't like that he could make clothes underwater. As he descends hell welcomes him one after another. He's pretty much in another rough situation if one could explain... (Hey... Imuthis.) [Yeah?] (Remember I said that I'll survive no matter what?) [You didn't but I felt yo
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