2025-11-11 05:59:13Chapter 30: Aftermath
Kael left the dense forested area with a smile tugging at the corners of his lips, light and unburdened, a rare moment of satisfaction threading through the otherwise relentless monotony of his daily life. Behind him, Shingen was left to Amanda and the swarm of other people who had arrived to oversee whatever bureaucratic chaos remained, their hurried chatter and the occasional sharp command fading like echoes through the trees.But the true reason for
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Healing SystemC213: Trial of PainKael’s voice tore through the oppressive silence like a jagged blade, raw and laced with fury as every fiber of his body screamed in protest, the searing agony of uncontrolled mana wrapping around his nerves with a suffocating grip that made even his iron-clad pain resistance quiver, making him stagger in place, clutching his chest, trying to anchor himself against the storm raging within.System, what the fuck, Kael shouted, teeth gritted, every word trembling with frustration as the chaos of Dioki inside him threatened to burst from his skin and shatter the very air, each pulse a hammering reminder of the dangerous force simmering just beneath his control, yet the only response he received was that maddeningly calm, disturbingly indifferent voice that echoed within his consciousness, I am working on it, you anomaly, be quiet.He groaned, muscles taut and mind screaming against the relentless surge, trying despe
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