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... immediately sought out someone else to talk to.
[Vikram: How’s it going? Have you been doing well these past two days?]
The person he contacted was none other than Abhishek, who was still wearing the slavery bracelet.
[Abhishek: Hehe... very well. Brother Vikram, is there something you need me for?]
In the −30°C Wasteland World, the land lay buried beneath a thick silver blanket of snow. Everything was draped in a pale white veil, blurring its original colors. ...
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