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... alky dust, mildew, and cold stone. The broken white dust clung to his hands. His arms, legs, and body; he could barely move them.
This atmosphere had not even compared to the warm, welcoming air of Pladtioa. The air was thin here, somber-filled. Asahi assumed there wasn’t much... and despite falling into the sky, he now stood on... solid ground?
Asahi’s eyelids fluttered open. Strange, unfamiliar architecture loomed around him. Withered tufts of grass jutted from the cold stone w ...
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