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The void split open, revealing a single figure who had stepped through, limping slightly.
Their cloak was shredded, one arm hanging limp. Blood trailed down their fingers. Clearly, they had been in a battle just recently.
And of course, that figure was none other than Neraxis.
He took a few steps forward, arriving in front of his house where he had lived most of his lifetimes.
But as he reached out to open the door, he felt a slight tremor in his hand, whic ...
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