Prologue

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"They are the ones." An old man whispered.

"Are you sure.... They are kinda not impressive." A younger man asked.

"I am always right." The old man smiled a crooked smile.

"Okay.... I'll go get them next month. That's the deadline, right?" Younger man made sure it was next month. The old man nodded.

"Hurry." He pushed the younger man away.

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