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... ght and Aril was enjoying soaking in a bathtub filled with warm water that he of course heated himself.

"The advantage of an apocalypse situation is that no one will protest if I take some luxuries stuff to enjoy..." said Aril who was completely relaxed in the bathtub.

The young man looked at the sigil on the back of his right hand. "Although I make this situation even worse."

The sound of commotion suddenly rang out and managed to grab Aril's attention.

A commoti ...

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