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12 - Pixie Realm
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We entered my room using a portal from the library. This time, I was able to see clearly the aftermath of that hellhole. In my years of being a Herald, I thought Fiery Realm—hell—was the worst place any angel Herald could leap. Things changed; now, in the gut of a whale.
My whole room was filled with a stench smell. Our feet, drenching with a combination of digestive liquid and seawater, flooded the floor. I could not fathom the idea that I had been in the stomach of a marine beast. I checked my clothes, and all were stained with unrecognizable substances.
"What's wrong?" Doom asked.
I closed my eyes as I heard him. I inhaled so d
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