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Chapter 2: The System
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... upted beast, fingers moving on autopilot. Three months of his summer vacation, gone. Consumed by Records of Istea like it was oxygen. His parents called it an addiction. He called it the only thing that made sense anymore.
The Abyssal Spire. Level forty-three. Six hours of attempts, and Raze still couldn’t crack it.
His character dodged left as a shadow tendril lashed out. Too slow. The hit took thirty percent of his health bar. He cursed, fingers flying across the keyboard to qu ...
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