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I looked towards the ceiling of the hall and exclaimed, "Why must you always come into my mind at times like these, Zarene?!"

[What's wrong with me? I've lived four different lives and had different wives. But, why is it that I only cherish the memories I shared with Zarene the most? What about my first and second wife? Is it because I lived with her for an eternity?

No, that's just my delusion, I guess. But, it would've been nice if I had also met Zarene along with Andro and the others. I can't even imagine what other surprises this unfathomable journey has in store for me.]

I stood up and turned around. Prat and the others weren't there. I walked towards the direction they took earlier. There was a doorway on the floor that was emitting yellowish glow. Stairs were leading down to an underground base.

---step---step---step---step---

I walked down the stairs and found myself inside a base filled with weapons and magic tools. All of them were made by Prat. Zith, Andro, Gremoria, As
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