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... anical slaughterhouse.
The moment I stepped through the rift, color assaulted my eyes — glowing flowers, crystalline fungi, vines shimmering with mana like liquid neon.
It was beautiful... in the way a poisonous frog is beautiful.
If people didn’t die here, honestly?
Tourists would pay fortunes just to take pictures.
But this wasn’t some fairy grove.
This was a demonic biome full of man–eating flora.
One wrong step and a flower could chew y ...
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