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... the dean looked at the rift.

His eyes were dark as a gloomy aura surrounded his body. The scepter in his hand trembled as the cloak wrapped around his body fluttered in the air.

From afar, the dean looked like the God of Death who had come down to the mundane world and was ready to bring death and destruction everywhere.

"Swoosh," The wind flew by as the dean turned around and looked at the newcomers who just arrived.

"What did you find?" Asked the dean.

...

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