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... alf and summoned a new one, throwing myself on it. As always, the king-size bed, a luxury reserved for the first floor, enveloped me in its soft embrace.

“Hahaha...”

A hollow laugh escaped my lips—it still didn’t feel real. Finally, finally, I had saved everyone. I hadn’t witnessed the end myself, but the message window floating before my eyes told me everything. I had succeeded.

Some might say, “Why exhaust yourself so much for just the fourth floor?” But I was content. ...

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