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... , scrutinizing every mortal that came and went within the city.
The scythe, once shimmering with a frosty glint, was now darkened to a purplish-black hue. Upon close observation, one could see the blade’s patterns etched with skulls the size of heads; some screamed shrilly, some struggled fiercely, some awaited in silence, some appeared serene and gentle...
These were the souls Nakbet had reaped from among the Three-eyed Ape People these days.
Like a diligent farmer welco ...
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