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He took a bite.
The Supreme was a rotund man, splayed out in the throne at the centre of the Shesha. His chalk-white skin and jet-black irises almost made him look like some sort of ghost as he looked out at his court. As he chewed, he brushed away his greasy black hair with a massive finger.
"Listen now," he continued. "There’s not a man alive who doesn’t want what another man has. His power, his money, his woman, whatever. I’m not talking about envy. That’s got way to ...
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