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Apocalypse: Transmigrated with an Overlord System - Chapter 113: You Owe Me, Little Sister
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... re figure glowing faintly, as if the sun itself bent its light to touch him. His white hair, soft and bright like fallen snow, swayed gently in the breeze, brushing against his forehead with a lazy grace that somehow made him seem even more otherworldly.
Every movement of his seemed to stir the air around him, as though even the wind hesitated to disturb him. His tall, lean body fit so perfectly with his chiseled face that it hurt to look at him for too long. He looked detached, distant ...
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