The Primordial Record
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If not for the overwhelming sinister nature of this world, this place would be a great place to relax, there were no howling Abominations and wailing mothers, no weeping children and sounds of weapons tearing through fleshโฆ
Only the bloody waves breaking over the shore, and his soul points increasing at every turn.
He felt a wave of tiredness over his soul. It has been a tough couple of days, hasn't it?
At this time, he had spent only ten minutes in this world, and he had gathered a thousand points of souls, seeing that his path to Legendary and even beyond opening up for him, his mind went still, and his three hearts became calm.
He allowed himself to fall into a state of near slumber, and he awoke every ten minutes to check his soul point growth.
When he gathered 3000 points, he finally breathes easier, and went into a state of semi slumber once more, when he gathered 7000 soul points, his excitement was even not that much, it seemed like it was a normal state of affair.
When he gathered 10,000 soul points, he was nearly asleep, until he had an intense pain inside his hearts. His consciousness seized, and like an electric jolt through his system he pushed his sight inward, and he came to a painful realization that he was dying.
Rowan had made a fundamental mistake. When he saw his lifespan, he had judged he may still have a little time left, Surely he must have had a few weeks or months left to gather powers and take care of his affairs, but he was very wrong, he had been at the final moments of his life.
When a mortal was at the edge of death, they could burn their vitality and push through the obstacles in their way. Seemingly achieving great feats of strength and living far past their due timeโฆ If only for a moment.
Rowan was wrongโฆ The Primordial Keepers did not make a mistake when they attempted to kill him and failedโฆ No, they succeeded, for he was already dead, and he had no lifespan left.
His Record did not show him an exact number of days or weeks left because there was none, at that moment when Maeve had found him with a knife sticking through his eyes and into his brain, he had exhausted all his lifespan.
What kept him on his last breath for so long was two things, his stubborn spirit and his inexhaustible vitality, his soul had only the barest wisp left, yet as he evolved the Ouroboros bloodline his vitality increased to a ridiculous amount, and that was what fanned the flames of that last dying wisp.
He had so many problems on his mind, he had been torn in different directions, trying to understand, to fight his way out of this hell he woke up into, he had never relaxed for a single moment.
But everything had an end, his growing soul point finally made him relax his spirit, and that last tenuous grasp on his soul slipped from his aching grasp.๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐๏ผ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ต
Like all selfless individuals, the soul of the prince had influenced Rowan far more than he knew, for instead of pursuing his survival at any cost, he placed the needs of the many over his own.
The pain in his hearts increased as the snakes were going crazy inside him, they were a part of him, that in his mortal state he could not yet grasp.
His hands seized his chest, and with his last, will he attempted to push his soul point into Ouroboros, but he was so exhaustedโฆ He screamed and fought for his mind to move, as heavy darkness began to encroach over his sightโฆ
Move, damn*itโฆ MOVE!!! I have everything I need to live, and I can't fail at the edge of winning, pleaseโฆ Not like this.
Notโฆ Likeโฆ Thisโฆ
His hands collapsed by his side, and his breath ended, his soul slipped away from his body, and it began to ascend.
Overhead, the skies of this world that had never seen the light of the sun changed.
For the Soul of an Empyrean was dying. The surrounding bones began to tremble and overhead the skies parted and a Great Eye, that seemed to contain all the darkness of the void, opened.
๐๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ณ๐ถ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ด ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ. ๐๐ต ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ฆ๐ง๐ถ๐ญ. ๐๐ต๐ด ๐ด๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ช๐ญ๐ด ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ง๐ข๐ณ ๐ข๐ธ๐ข๐บ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ฎ๐ฆ. ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฑ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด. ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ต๐ณ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ.
๐๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฆ, ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ง๐ถ๐ด๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ, ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฃ๐ต๐ด, ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ ๐ญ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ, ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆโฆ ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ด๐ช๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐บ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ.
๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฑ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ถ๐จ๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ. ๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ. ๐ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฏ, ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ. ๐๐ญ๐ข๐บ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ค๐ข๐ต๐ค๐ฉ-๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐ด ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ.
๐๐ฐ, ๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐บ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ค๐ช๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ช๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ.
๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ. ๐๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ข ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ข ๐ณ๐ช๐ค๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ. ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅโฆ ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ. ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด๐ดโฆ
๐๐ถ๐ตโฆ
๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ!
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ณ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ช๐ข๐ญ ๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด, ๐ค๐ถ๐ต ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ๐ด๐ฑ๐ข๐ฏ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ค๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆโฆ ๐๐บ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ง๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ญ๐บ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฏ๐ช๐ต๐บ, ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ.
๐๐บ ๐ง๐ข๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ต ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ญ๐บ, ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ฏโฆ ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ด๐ฅ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฆ๐บ๐ฆ๐ด.
๐๐ข๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆโฆ ๐๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ต ๐ง๐ช๐ณ๐ด๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ช๐จ๐ฏ๐ด. ๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ ๐ด๐ข๐ธ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ. ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ด๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐ข๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ, ๐ช๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต.
๐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฆ๐ค๐ต, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ๐ดโฆ ๐ ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ช๐ต. ๐๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐ฆ.
๐ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎโฆ ๐ ๐ด๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ.
๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ !
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด, ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ญ๐ด๐ฐ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ถ๐ด ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฃ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ด๐ค๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฅโฆ ๐๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฑ๐ข๐ด๐ด.
๐๐ง ๐ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฆ. ๐๐ต ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ. ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต. ๐๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ช'๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข ๐ด๐ฆ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ณ๐ฅ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข ๐ง๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ต๐ฉโฆ ๐๐ฐ๐ธ man๐บ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ด๐ข๐บ?
๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ช๐ค๐ฆ.
๐๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐๐ข๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณโฆ ๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด, ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต!
The bracelet that encircled Rowans wrist, rose and expanded, and the Jaws of Dagon opened forth. Rowan's soul was already halfway through the opening in the sky, where that Great Black Eye watches, when the Jaw seized his soul and dragged it down.
The Great Eye above trembled and slowly began to dissipate, the reason it could stay in the material plane for so long, was due to the nature of this place. The prize had not escaped its grasp, for it was a dying flame, that could only shelter itself from the storm for a little while before it expired.
The Great Eye reduced itself to a pin prick, and became a spot darker than night, and it waited for the shelter to crack open.
Although it was patient as the endless void, it still fashioned a Soul Storm around the body of Rowan.
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Rowan found himself in darkness, his thoughts were slow, as if his mind was filled with syrup, he felt so cold, if he had a body, he would have been shivering.
There was one spot of light ahead of him, it was golden and felt like the sun, and he wanted to enter that light, but he was so tiredโฆ But he mentally pushed himself to moveโฆ
Rowan's form was pitiful, if a soul was a burning flame, he was less than the smoke that escapes the fireโฆ Yet the will inside that smoke was powerful.
A lifetime of pain and loss had crafted that life force from coal into a diamond, and if all that was left of him was just a wisp of himself, he would never stop.
Yet, his resolve was powerful, but he was wasted, and his grasp were losing their hold on his awareness. Even inside his Jaws of Dagon, he could only last for a while, he was too weak and slow to enter that golden light.
His body was before him, but at the speed he was moving towards it, he would inevitably fail.
But that did not make him to stop his advancement, the wisp of his soul made that golden light It's everythingโฆ His focus was total, and if he were to slip into death, his eyes would remain permanently fixed ahead of him, nothing would hold him backโฆ Not death, least of all despair.
If I am to die. It would be on my feet, striving for life. Let it not be said I failed my promise, while on my knees.
He remembered crawling through the darkness in the mines, bones broken and his mind on the verge of shattering. He remembered it like it was yesterday, at that time his soul was far weaker than it was now.
Yet he did not break.
He remembered the madness of the Spatial corridor, where he held himself on the verge of madness for what seem like an eternity. His stubbornness to never give in to despair has always been his one character trait he had never let go off.
After all, no one else, would ever walk in his shoes, he was the master of his fate. He alone understood what he went through, for empathy only goes so far.
His soul was getting weaker, the enhancement of his Jaws of Dagon was weakening, for even as it held it soul over his body, a horrifying suction force was trying to pull that wisp away.
At the last of his strength, he felt a growing warmth flowing inside his soul, it began as a trickle, and it slowly grew to become a flood that covered the wisp of his soul.
It was like music that would make you cry.
It was like being wrapped in a hot blanket after braving a storm, it was a lover's laughter, it was a mother's warm embrace, a father's smile that shows his pride in you, it was everything a mortal could experience, both good and bad. It was everything a person was and could be, and it was given freely to him.
It was the soul of his people he had kept inside the Jaws of Dagon, they came around him, and they poured their strength into his dying wisp.
Rowan's soul was like a gray smoke, while their souls were like a shining lamp, and as they gave him their everything, they began to vanish. For even in his weakened state, his soul quality surpassed them all.
Rowan tried to stop themโฆ Tried to say that it was not worth itโฆ He was the Empyrean, he was the one who was supposed to save them.
But a harsh slap resounded inside his soul, and he pausedโฆ Stunned.
"๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ. ๐๐ฆ ๐จ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ง๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ, ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฆ๐ค๐ต ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ, ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ข๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด. ๐๐ฐ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐บ ๐ถ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ."
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