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CHAPTER 1.0.7

FLASHBACK

"WHAT DO WE DO!" Harmel shouted, clearly in desperation.

"Call the delegates, tell them to assemble at the banquet hall!, I'll head over to the outpost and inform the soldiers and Commander Alvatrone. Daito, can you help?"

IN THE DUNGEON

Slejj held onto his chest. It was burning up like crazy. He coughed up ashes. The veins terracing his head swelled up, bulging and redirecting the dripping sweat cascading down his forehead. The agony brought him down to his knees, with a hazy vision he saw an image approaching his cell. With all he had left in him, he whispered his plea, "Please guard! Help me!!!"

"... Oh I think you are far from help brother. Now, you are going to be what you should've been seven years ago...DEAD!"

Slejj swallowed piercingly. His body shivered morbidly hearing those words. "What... What do you mean!"

"That deity. Inside you? Why do you think it has a taste for Vurhans?" the figure asked?

Slejj elevated himself using the bars of the cell door as leverag
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