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Chapter 38-4
"Hashem always claimed it was him who made us intelligent," Abaddon said. "Hashem is from Nibiru," Shay'tan chuckled. "It's funny how he always omits that little tidbit from your history books." Abaddon's mouth opened and shut. The Eternal Emperor was once a human? It was a lie. It had to be a lie? Wasn't it? No. The old dragon did not lie. Given how incredibly intelligent Sarvenaz was, he could easily believe such a thing. In his mind, Sarvenaz was one step closer to a god than he was, himself. "What did your wife tell you about her homeworld?" Shay'tan asked. He sat back on his haunches, less overbearing, and curled his tail around his legs, twirling the forked end with interest. His brilliant golden eyes glowed almost white with curiosity. Yes. Shay'tan had lured him here because h
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