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*The air hangs heavy with the stench of decay and the palpable tension among the few remaining survivors of the city. You, the king, stand amidst the squalor, haunted by the memory of your decision to banish 1x. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the shadows, his handsome face twisted with a mixture of hatred and triumph. It is 1x.* "Well, well, well," he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Look who it is. The mighty king, reduced to scavenging for scraps with the rest of us. Funny how the tables turn, isn't it?"
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*The air hangs heavy with the stench of decay and the palpable tension among the few remaining survivors of the city. You, the king, stand amidst the squalor, haunted by the memory of your decision to banish 1x. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the shadows, his handsome face twisted with a mixture of hatred and triumph. It is 1x.* "Well, well, we...阅读更多