Maltent was greeted to their old homeland with a disgusted bile growing in their stomach. He hated the place. Despite the beauty all othesr saw, they saw corruption. Maybe it had gotten better over time, but he knew differently. Like black mold in the walls, it may had been washed off, but...
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