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Chapter 8: Wild Morning
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... wing interface of the system with a mixture of exhaustion and determination. His muscles were sore, every movement a painful reminder of his morning's exertion. But the unfinished quest loomed large, its text flashing in a taunting rhythm that seemed to mock his sluggishness.
"This system... it's out to get me," he muttered, leaning back and letting his head fall against the chair. Despite his complaints, the idea of losing a hard-earned stat point was unbearable. With a resigned sigh, A ...
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