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... ginal Kingsley Harrison’s private kitchen, he had hired the experts from Thunder Decoration Company to help renovate the decoration of the courtyard and the house.

After more than a month of refurbishment, the sign for the Dreamscape Garden Branch was finally up, and today was the opening day.

For the branch’s opening, Greg didn’t take it to heart and only invited Adrian Wright, Spencer Burley, and the like. He didn’t bother to invite any other wealthy residents of Jamae City.

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“Kat, you have a tail” said Lily

“Look, Lily, it really isn’t that big of a concern” said Kat

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Join Kat on her dimension hopping adventures as she fullfills her demonic duty and answers the call of the summoner. Each week Kat will get involved with new strange situations and oppurtunites that await her. During the week she'll have her best friend Lily, and perhaps a little help from Sylvie to figure out what's she supposed to do with her life now that she's becoming a demon.

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How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

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