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... est, the stout tavern mistress brought over a glass filled to the brim with cheap liquor.
Thud!
The sound of the glass hitting the table briefly cut through the noisy chatter of the tavern.
"You always go for the cheapest stuff, don’t you? Here you go."
It was midday.
I was sitting in the tavern, drinking.
It might’ve looked like the life of a lazy bum, but so what?
I was someone who had been possessed into the world of a video game.
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