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... ided the living from the dead as I stepped beyond it.
And the moment I passed through the path, a landscape resembling the underworld unfolded before me.
If death had a color, it would surely be black.
Then what should I call this place, where even the sky, the ground, and everything standing around me were all completely black, if not the underworld?
The sky was so hazy with fog-like magic that even the sun floating above was barely visible, while the ground was ...
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