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Chapter 2: Spell From A Blog
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... fly trapped between the ceiling panel and the light casing.
The Awakening Center smelled like hand sanitizer and old breath. Rows of teenagers packed the waiting hall, all vibrating with nerves. Some bounced their knees.
Others rehearsed speeches about joining guilds. One kid was filming a livestream on his wristband, posing with fake confidence and perfect teeth.
Lucen didn't bother pretending. He slouched deeper into the chair and tried not to breathe too much.
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