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... e sound was distant as if both ears were submerged in a viscous fluid. My vision was opaque as if someone had put frosted glass in front of me.
I always woke up refreshed and full of energy after suffering from the fever penalty, but this time it was different.
[‘The World-building God’ mutters in a melancholic voice that you can be relieved because you will be fine soon.]
[‘The Scales that Judges the Soul’ pats ‘The World-building God’ on the shoulder.]
It was just as Wo ...
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