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... thing that had ever happened to him.
He'd never really lived, but instead had just endured, day after day, working towards some distant future where he could finally be happy. If he hadn't had Monroe, he might have snapped.
Sydney was beautiful, at least from the air. It was also surprisingly intact. He hadn't been able to spot any ruined buildings at all, which was more than a little odd. As a coastal city, it had to have experienced some of the highest level monsters, but you ...
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