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... he didn't put him in helpless situations.

He could overcome all of them with wit and power.

Life was not easy.

Kiran had to flee many times and had to hide.

Sometimes, he couldn't get any food since powerful Specters were there.

During the most dangerous moments, Kiran had to fight Specters he couldn't flee from.

But in the end, he prevailed.

After six months, Kiran became a Late Newbie.

That was when Nick decided to introduce more ...

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