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1. The satan

The city that never slept hummed with a low, constant thrum. Neon signs bled into the inky sky, a kaleidoscope of light blurring the edges of reality. In this concrete jungle, midnight was just another shift change, a time for baristas to clock out and late-night delivery drivers to begin their rounds. No one believed in devils, not in this metropolis where logic reigned supreme.

But what if there is really a satan comes in midnight??

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Far from the 'reality' named panadora box, I want to find a panacea through my fiction.