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... or, gaining his first circle. The world a him felt pixilated. It felt fragile, like he was standing on eggshells. Yet there was an indescribable weakness to the flaws before him. An innate sse of familiarity and longing that did nothing to calm his raging heart.
He could feel his anger building within his chest. A ssation he was quite unfamiliar with. But it felt right.
Kirr expression twisted wh he began to bellow with laughter. It was a laughter that chilled the air with madnes ...
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