As I look at the world down below, I laugh. A world that has taken so much and give so little, is now begging me for help. I remember when they had taken my brother away and now they want to ask me for help. Why?
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the world of the illusionist
Fantasyjust something that now my new pet project i won't have a cover till late
prolog
As I look at the world down below, I laugh. A world that has taken so much and give so little, is now begging me for help. I remember when they had taken my brother away and now they want to ask me for help. Why?
