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... doll with long flaxen hair pushed Hephaestus in a wooden wheelchair along the corridor inside the temple, while Promise followed quietly behind them.
He scanned the temple and quickly noticed that something was wrong.
Although many people were seen walking and busy along the way, the entire temple was unusually quiet, like a pool of stagnant water without any vitality.
"Promise, you came here so that I could create a brush and canvas that could paint gods, right?"
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