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- Hell, Avernus.
Michael didn’t know if he would ever get used to spending time in the underworld.
Even though he had no intentions of being here for long, it was still uncomfortable.
The air made his skin crawl. The natural stench of demonkind and sulfur nearly burned the hairs in his nostrils as soon as he stepped outside.
He was thrilled that he would never have to see this place again soon.
He pushed open the door to a dark libr ...
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