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... he longest fight I have ever written in my writing career.

I hope you will enjoy it like how I enjoyed writing it.

All of such occurrence happened in Pentateuch, all for the sake of Sophia's bizarre plan to destroy the time loop, something that she took upon herself, however, in the palace of the mother goddess of the universe, Paraluman, the gods present, Siginarugan, Sinag, the god of streams and Paraluman herself have fallen silent, long gone is their focus on any deviations o ...

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