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  • Prologue - The Story of Koni Beraht

    4E, Morndas, 18th of Last Seed Food. That’s all I had wanted to get, a little extra food. My family needed it… I needed it… we couldn’t survive off of that shit the guards give us to ration every other night. It was barely enough to feed 1 person, let alone 4. I hated the slums. I hated the guards....
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