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                                    I opened a shop on the Astral Train - Chapter 65
                            
                                                            
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... his will.
Grinning like a mischievous devil—which, to be fair, wasn't too far off—Asmodeus strolled over, holding a bowl of ominous-looking soup. The thick, brownish liquid sloshed inside, its consistency questionable at best.
Aether, still disoriented from the earlier events, squinted at the bowl, his instincts screaming at him to reject whatever was about to happen.
Asmodeus chuckled darkly.
"Your Highness, this is a very special soup, crafted just for you," Asm ...
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