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... want to say?
The thought of being observed by the real Ruel Setiria, or whatever it was, didnt sit well.
Ruel chuckled softly at Hans words.
Dont be so hard on me. I just came to give my greetings.
What kind of greeting?
Ive died. Youve lived.
Hans eyebrows twitched.
Ruel struggled to sit up and looked at Han.
Perhaps I am nothing more than remnants of my soul, or a ...
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