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... my shout as her annoying cover of some musical ended. Under the black ashen skies that had covered the world post the end, the small group of people here to retrieve the Scythe of Death had begun their mission.
We brazenly walked through the enormous ruins of the structures that once must have been filled with glory and life. The roads that seemed wide enough to fit an auditorium had broken into bits.
The corpses of the buildings around us were rather pitiful, the only reason we ...
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