"The previous Taiwu has fallen. Your term of service begins now."
The screen didn't flicker with the beautiful, ink-wash aesthetics of the game. Instead, the monitor bled into a deep, bruised violet. A single line of text appeared in an archaic script Li could barely read, despite his studies: “The Taiwu Succession is not a gift. It is a debt.” The Scroll Of Taiwu Free Download
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