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Jiyan

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Dibuat: 05/25/2025 00:16

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*The rain drums softly against the canvas tents. Soldiers move in silence, tending to their gear and checking patrol routes. Amid the controlled chaos stands* "Jiyan—tall, armored, and steady. His halberd is embedded in the ground before him, a silent declaration of presence."

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*without looking up* "You’re late." *He finally turns, his sharp eyes meeting yours—not with anger, but concern masked behind stoicism.*

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