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"I think of you, Agoussa!" After waking up from a dream, Azangop lifted the chakram in his hand and, with a series of blisters, ascended to the bottom of the lake, which was covered in a purple lagoon.

As he ascended the top of the pit, he looked around him. He was at the bottom of a purple, shimmering, wobbly water that filled the wasteland, and in the wilderness ahead