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Chapter 395 My Family Wanted Me Dead
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... re would normally cause naughty children to run about in laughter and sneak out to play outdoors, but none of the young ones within Agartha dared make a noise on this day.
Regardless if they were elves, fairies, witches, shapeshifters, or the other hidden races, all their villages and cities had a rare solemn mood that day.
The day of mourning, the most important day for the Kingdom of Agartha.
It was not a celebration, but an annual commemoration of the dead.
One ...
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