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Dear Brother, You Never Protected Me

My brother Gael was a talented bone sculptor. When I was in danger, I called him for help. He thought I was deceiving him and told me to die. The reason why I was found by the murderer was because of the bones he had sculpted. Three days later, an unrecognizable corpse appeared in the suburbs. Little did he know, that corpse waiting for him to sculpt was me. After he sculpted my appearance, he went mad.