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The world of Satrya thrummed with the power of the divine. To the others, they were faint strings that required some work to notice. For Lumoof, a man of faith, they shone in his eyes, like markings made of wispy lights. They were the signs of the presence of a gods touch.
Divinity, at some point, was how the system flagged the presence of an administrator.
Hawas power was a lot more noticeable in a world like this. The way it threaded in the land itself, and how the ...
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