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Chapter 22: Threads of Silence: The Unseen Struggles
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... spoken war in the halls of nobility.
Judio never cared for such things. He was born in the dust of a fallen village, raised in the harsh light of struggles for survival, and hardened by the echoes of screams that once filled the air.
Bloodline meant nothing when monsters tore through the land, when hunger clawed at your ribs, when death loomed over your shoulder like a silent specter.
But here, within the polished halls of the Union Academy of Sandigsal, blood was everyth ...
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