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... ed. He was not bound by the figures in the Records but merely a historian gazing upon it as he experienced reality as it once was.
Before him was a vast wasteland of red rock, stretching infinitely into the distance. Pillars of sizes incomprehensible to him marked the surface. On top of two of these pillars stood figures, each spread thousands of kilometers apart, yet they spoke as if they were right next to one another.
“You really don’t know when to surrender, do you?” one of the f ...
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