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... ext morning.
He rubbed his eyes, massaged his shoulders, then approached the window, only to clench his jaw. Different individuals, but the same scene: people prostrating before Hades’ temple under the fading moon, chanting in a mix of low and high pitches how grateful they were for their peaceful lives.
’They start before I even get my daily draw. That’s just madness.’
As if hearing him, his familiar talent notification rang in his ears. He pressed yes without focusing o ...
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