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... our imagination. Our birth is merely its nourishment, its contingency plan, and that is not without justification," lamented Hong with a tone full of sadness.
In his view, the creator of the epochs could be referred to as their father god, sitting above the Great Path.
Now that the father god demanded their lives, it was also understandable.
It was just deeply sad.
It felt as though all their hard work, the effort of the strong beings of the eighteen epochs strivi ...
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