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... had proliferated and evolved step by step. They were still within the size limit that he had imposed upon them. Looking at the tearful, white-haired old man, he felt somewhat pensive.
The young bugape who he had held in the palm of his hand all those years ago, the hot-blooded youth who stood at the top of the giant tree with the Sword of Damocles in his hand as he growled towards the sky, was now just an aging man waiting to die.
It seemed like only yesterday that he had been a ...
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