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... ted at the user interface.

"I am unable to answer that user MyCraftySon for the question does not have a particular issue." the AI replied.

"Ughh. Nevermind. Please enter Pandemonium forums. Username :Little Void Password:*******" Adrian said frustratingly.

The AI did exactly as he commanded and logged him in the forums. In the forums, the players were buzzing about the updates since it was only a month since the last update came. There were a mixture of topics like ...

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