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... yellow and cracked, and the room was small but clean. His bed was made of nothing but hay and hemp cloth. Even so, he mustered an ugly, genuine smile.
So it's true. I'm not trapped anymore. I'm back. For the first time in thirty years, he had a good night's sleep as a regular human should. And he even had a dream.
He dreamt that his body was healed, and he had also retired from the world of monster hunting. Kiyan dreamed that he was running a business in Novigrad and bought a house w ...
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