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... made of countless individual Garmentfolk who had been fused together. There were shirts, pants, hats, gloves, and all sorts of other apparel. But none of them were colorful. They were all ashen white. The terrifying fluctuations rolling out from the shroud made it so that the sky seemed as dark as evening. It was the same color as the skin of a rotting corpse, and created a very oppressive atmosphere. The ashen white lands seemed withered, and they were rife with an aura of death. In fact, if y ...
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