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MATURE AND HANDSOME
Author: South Ashan
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Inside his room, Alexander took off his clothes and went straight into the bathroom.

He turned on the shower then stood in front of the full-body mirror and looked at all the bruises that Fredrick had given him in the morning.

Because of how hectic everything had been from receiving the bruises to being taken to the hospital with Fredrick to obtaining the system and every other madness that happened after that, Alexander hadn’t gotten the chance to notice until now.

None of the bruises hurt as much as they used to and it had been that way ever since he took Bob and Josh’s strengths for himself.

If he wasn’t staring at them in the mirror then he would have thought that he didn’t actually have any injuries but he did.

Since his body had adapted to contain their combined strength, the change must have also come with side effects that affected the pain he felt from the bruises.

Alexander touched the bruise on his shoulder and immediately he felt the sting that he was supposed to feel. Th
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