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... > The last thing that I remember clearly is, Vermilion coming between me and whatever the creature it might be. Everything after that was hazy and blurred out. I barely remember anything of what happened last night. And to my greatest surprise—up until now in the demon realm—as I open my eyes this morning, I am greeted by the high crystal-clear celling of Vermilion’s palace and the bitting cold atmosphere. Morning light—which is blocked by the dense cloud hovering in the sky—filters through the ...
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