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My title is Brandt Mix, and I died. Again…　Iam residing in your body of the Six called Douglass Cain, a certifiable scumbag whose capability is on　Zendean Industries—AKA Denazen's—most desired listing. There’s some severe bad heading down, and Cinnamon, the first choice of the Subterranean, delivered me undercover to acquire info since individuals are dying.　My relative, Dez, is dying…Denazen thought they’d discovered a remedy for that Supremacy decrease, however they were wrong.　That’s the bad media. What's promising?