The First Year of the World's Destruction
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On the endless plain, an abandoned concrete building stood there quietly, crumbling. Overgrown with weeds and covered with patina, one could tell at a glance that it was a place that had not been visited for a long time. The broken-arm remains of the building were also stained with many traces of crimson blood, but they had become a little blurry because they were so old.
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