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Chapter 2: Luffy enters the chat
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... red through the penthouse windows, casting long shadows across the room. The air was thick with the scent of expensive whiskey and something far more intoxicating—the silent, electric tension between two forces of nature.
Gojo Satoru leaned lazily against the velvet couch, a smirk playing on his lips. His ever-present blindfold was off, revealing those crystalline blue eyes that seemed to see through everything—and everyone. Across from him, Makima stood, poised like a predator that had ...
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