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... eath.
A sharp blast of sound hit Fenric’s ears—car horns. Then came the scent of exhaust and humid air. His vision cleared.
He stood in the middle of a bustling modern city: crowded streets, honking traffic, pedestrians weaving through crosswalks, glass towers stretching overhead.
Hong Kong, early 21st century. Perfect. Right on script.
Ding—!
A system prompt chimed in his ear:
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