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... d in rippling waves, its mysteries even unknown to one of its developers, Yoo Ah-Ra. However, one thing was certain—its concentric layers were deeply tied to the concept of memory.

“... So, what I’m saying is, in this world, it’s possible for even the dead to exist,” Ria said to Leo and Carlos.

The three, cloaked in robes, settled at a table in the corner of the tavern.

“How?” Leo asked, tilting his head with curious eyes.

“Are you actually dumb? This world can st ...

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