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... abitants for billions of years.
Yet at this moment, a man without the aid of any technological equipment and merely dressed in a thin robe, sat casually atop a crater ridge with temperatures of 150°C.
Behind him, on the cliff below, three swords were firmly planted in the desolate and barren landscape of the lunar surface.
One of them, entirely crimson as if it were an ever-changing blood shadow, continuously emitted strange and eerie light.
To the right of the bl ...
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