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... and not a necessary one so feel free to read it if you want.😀


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There was a goddess whose interactions had long since died out.


It’s only contact with a human was one month ago in human sense.


The world it was managing was causing troubles, at those times humans were always there.


“That is impossible” I didn’t pay attention to it at first.


That’s because everyone that lived in this world was special in some way.


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