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Chapter 232: A Visit From Family
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... bun in my fucking oven!"
Loud voices echoed throughout the walls of the Hope Guild; but unlike what it was in the present times, screens were not yet filled with screens. Instead, there were maps littered on most of the walls of their meeting hall– different countries, different cities. Some had red lights blinking on them; a sign that there was trouble that might need the Hope Guild's attention.
There was one element that seemed to have remained unchanged throughout tim ...
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