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... lips. His body slackened, the weight of realization crashing down upon him like a landslide.
It was over.
Aaron had won.
The talentless trash he once mocked... had actually won.
The bet was settled.
And so, Endrick’s life—was forfeit.
Slumping deeper into the couch, Endrick lifted a half-empty glass of alcohol to his lips, drinking lazily. What was the point of trying anymore? Resistance would be futile.
He was in the Sanctuary—under the c ...
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