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New Fantasy World: Galeia - Chapter 263
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... melled, and sensed things that I knew were not there, but I could ignore with some effort.
The cave smelled like old man Vil that lived next to me in Saint Petersburg, always offering a grateful smile after helping him load his weekly groceries into his car whenever we bumped into each other at the nearby supermarket, which happened suspiciously often.
Was that the tree’s lingering spirit showing gratitude for killing the Blood Fiends, or was that a hallucination of my own making ...
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