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... flooded with information as usual. His primary concern these days was Drake’s whereabouts.

The revived Dead Roots cataclysm had finally subsided, and the shattered civilization had been under reconstruction for quite some time. And yet, since losing contact early in the crisis, Drake's whereabouts remained unknown.

At this point, only two possibilities remained: either Drake was the perpetrator, as Kim Do-Joon claimed, and had gone into hiding out of fear, or he had perished in a ...

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