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... existence in front of the dungeon, or rather, the grave of his not-so-revered ancestor, he could not help but let out a surprised shriek.
He was facing a giant ugly black boulder with a small jagged crack halfway through its middle, nothing else.
No fancy cave openings, no simmering portals beckoning adventures to another world.
Just one plain cracked boulder in front of him amidst a grove of oak and birch, plain and unassuming.
Concerned, he reached out to the s ...
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