Chapter 389
Author: P.H.O.E.B.E
last update2026-07-18 21:38:17

The sun was shining brightly over the city of New York. It was a beautiful, clear, crisp winter morning. The dark, heavy, purple clouds that had covered the sky for years were completely gone. The air smelled clean. It smelled like melting snow, fresh rain, and wet asphalt.

The city was busy. Millions of people were out of their apartments. They were not hiding anymore. They were not shivering in the dark, waiting for the government soldiers to kick their doors down. They were outside, standin
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