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𝑨𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒐, 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒏. 𝑬𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒉. 𝑨 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒋𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒚, 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆.
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I’m surprised you had the gall to show your face again after you got your attempt crushed. Quite literally.
And why is that? Do you think we’re going to be facing an army of electric eels?
Oh, I could cry. Not! Who cares what YOU care for? You open your mouth to call me a traitor but YOU left me to die.
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I love Liyue, and I keep an eye on it. The same goes for my old friends. That’s about it. I don’t care for the Archon associated with it.






