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... plain, entirely scorched black.
Scattered across the landscape, jet-black flames flickered and swayed. The summer sun, shimmering transparently as it descended, reached the ground and seethed with an obsidian glow.
It was less of a ruin and more akin to a vision of hell itself—a land fit to be called dead.
Amidst it all, a strange voice resonated softly. The cadence resembled that of a restless ghost reciting poetry in a faltering tone.
When ten men gather, one wi ...
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