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☀️ Arselia and Akonia

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- Come on, look at the situation from a different angle. You don't need to sleep, you don't need to eat, you don't need to get sick... It's not that bad. Of course, it's more fun to be alive, but that's only for those who have a normal life. The rest can hardly be called alive, they're just... cogs, vegetables, zombies? Have you heard of the Harran Empire? It's located across the Howley Bay from Calcite. They use people like you as labor, while they live in luxury. Let's play when there's something to play for.
—I might have thought the same in the summer, but now that I'm a dead man myself... instead of sleeping, I stare at the wall for twelve hours, instead of getting buffs from food, I feed on solar energy, without camouflage, I'm an outcast, and if I turn into some kind of zombie, I rot alive. —Klin began to count on his fingers. —And I'm not even talking about the fact that you get dumber before your eyes, you forget emotions, and in the end you become the same cog-zombie-vegetable, and not figuratively. Only a living vegetable can at least work out its term and retire, but a dead one will dig gardens for an eternity.

—Well, okay, without bets it's really not the same, sorry. —Klin got up from his seat. —Especially if I'm late for the workshop, the boss will tear me apart. She may seem kind and use smileys, but in reality, if she gives you a good whack, you'll turn to dust. (Not that I would mind, of course.)

—Anyway, I'll come back when I have some money. And thanks for the conversation and the cards. Good luck with your cozy quest. If Her Brightness returns, I'll send my deepest bow and gratitude for the property. And you, Barsik, please convey my greatest respect to Her Highness, the Imperial sister. —He bowed to the cat, slung the bag over his shoulder, and headed to work.

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