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... o a nice field. Maybe some meadows. Possibly a hot spring where I could cry quietly and re-evaluate my life.
Instead, I was led into a dark hole in the ground called the Dungeon of Mandatory Therapy—an underground facility built during the Age of Emotional Reckoning by monks who believed monsters just needed to talk about their feelings. Spoiler: the monsters ate the monks. And their feelings.
Sir Galrik clapped a hand on my shoulder. "Behold, brave Cecil! The fi ...
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