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... tant he was declared dead,
Yi Chen’s consciousness immediately felt a call from the depths of the nightmare, as if a multitude of black tentacles rose from the deepest muck, dragging at his very being.
As he continued to sink with the drag of the tentacles,
there was nothing below, just a warm, primal darkness.
His consciousness was wrapped layer by layer in silt, while his physical structure began to ferment, expand, and perfect on the surface.
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