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... emon King of Aethelburg Sector 7, stared at the glowing screen of his phone.
He now had a grand total of 30 BP. In the desolate, new world he found himself in, these points felt like the only currency that mattered.
They were his seed money, his startup capital for the grand enterprise of not dying horribly.
"Thirty points," he murmured, a grim smile playing on his lips. "Enough to buy a whole lot of nothing, probably."
His minions, the dozen goblins and ten kobol ...
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