Born from the Ashes - Chapter I
Their ability to understand and use many languages brought big fortune to the clan, especially thanks to translation of all major literature from the past four hundred and fifty years, even with humans.
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_ **Side notes for readers:** _ **--- If you want to know a little more, read the commentary below the story first.** **--- The parts written in** _italic_ **,**** although stated as direct speech, are actually thoughts of the main protagonist and...
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