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... om, seated across from each other, but the tension in the air could have filled the entire mansion. Natalie sat with her legs tucked under her, elbows on her knees, her fingers clenched into her thick leather Jacket. The room was quiet. I stared into the fire, watching the embers burn, trying to find the right words to say.

She was lost in thought. I could almost feel her mind racing, sharp and intense.

"Natalie, this isn’t just about the coup," I finally said, voice low, my eyes ...

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The Midland world was full of wonders.

In the center of the world, there was a scholar who had once used a sword to slash out a waterfall of the Milky Way. This was the person he was the most proud of.

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