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... l yet extremely fulfilling. At the price of temporary torture, Mathew could, at last, get some answers.

‘And it comes at a dirt-cheap price as well,’ Mathew thought.

A small smug smile appeared on his lips, only to be replaced by a sudden moment of doubt.

‘Isn’t this exactly what the creators want me to do?’ Mathew faced the thought.

After everything he learned about the apocalypse, Mathew could no longer deny the idea of a purpose behind it. There was an intent t ...

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