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Chapter 8 by OccasionalReader OccasionalReader

What's next?

You hear a voice boom as everyone in the temple turns to look

"So, you pay me plenty of lip service, but let's see what your true soul is made of, cleric." As you hear this, you barely get time to see everyone turning to stare at you before you get whisked away elsewhere.

What's next?

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