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Chapter 87.1: Unknown Number (1)
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... illed with countless greenhouses and farmland, it had now devolved into a cracked, desolate terrain, with its surface split open like the pages of a forgotten story.
Here and there, reservoirs dotted the landscape—one of the few places where water remained. But even those reservoirs bore the frozen remnants of time, coated in the grime of years gone by, revealing the traces of past human habitation.
If someone were to ask why no one lived here, my answer would be simple: there ar ...
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