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In this story, King Bradley is not the Führer, This is a small introduction into what you are going to get into: Bradley POV "Abandoned by the people who raised me, making me believe that I was the chosen prodigy, I lay hear now with what seems like my lifeless corpse, but still have a concussion, huh if this is what it means to die then so be it"
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