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                                        Chapter 1151 Reverie Of Twelve III
                                
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... interlocking in the darkness; As if at war with the light, the city grew darker and unfathomable.
Lifting the glass of whisky to my lips to dampen the melancholy this city beckoned, Tia's soothing voice reached out. " Arsene."
I turned and showed a grin. "If it isn't my bastard and my first love. " I teased, staring at Tiamat and the silver-haired boy… no Man at her side. "I guess this is your real appearance. You look nothing like me."
Hair tied in an elegant ponytail, Z ...
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