Book Five of The Chronicles of Alsantia

A tale of urban fantasy, high fantasy, parallel worlds, and talking animals that flips the script on the Chronicles of Narnia.

Book Six of The Chronicles of Alsantia. 

A tale of urban fantasy, high fantasy, parallel worlds, and talking animals that flips the script on the Chronicles of Narnia.

Suffering from the loss of his dad, Kline Delliom remembers a chest given to him by his father. Little does he know that the chest contains the only link he has to a reoccurring dream of a world different from his. Will he perhaps find his friends, Develop the world around him, Vanquish the evils that plague the lands. Only time will tell.

Suffering from the loss of his dad, Kline Ferguson remembers a chest given to him by his father. Little does he know that the chest contains the only link he has to a reoccurring dream of a world different from his. Will he perhaps find his friends, Develop the world around him, Vanquish the evils that plague the lands. Only time will tell.

The Chronicles universe uses a power system known as driveability. Users of said abilities are called drivers or drive users, depending on your dream or what you deeply wish for. For example, if I grew up watching Dragonball and my dream was to become like Goku going from planet to planet giving niggas smoke his powers are what I am finna develop as my drive.
 
There will be in some instances where others develop ther drives according to their behaviours. Others will be born with theirs and such drives still stand a chance at evolution. Drive abilities can stop working during a fight when you feel defeated, you can also lose them forever (I am still to determine how.)
 
NAMING OF ONES DRIVES
Drive abilities are granted names, because I like JOJO'S.
 
GANG TYPES
Since drive abilities rarely stay unique to an individual forever (except Sir Ulfius's, called THE WILL OF FIRE). If I have seen your drive ability as a kid and it facinates me, the possibility of me developing a similar, but not exactly the same ability.
 
The people of the CU grouped drive abilities into many classes called gang classes, I am still making them up as I go but here is the few that I had created.
-Soul Masons
-Elementalists
-Wovins (they usualy work with strings, tapes silk and others.
-Mages
-Swordsmen
-Shapeshifters
-Enhancers
-Lancers
-Amor Types
-Giants
-Shield types
-Psychics
-Technomancers
DRIVE CLASSES
In the Chronicles universe there are people who pursue the title of Kings, those people are normaly seen with chess peices that I am yet to name. A drive class is your position in the journey of kings.
-King
-Queen
-Knights
-Heroes
-Overlords
-Gods
-Crown Princes/ Princesses
-Pawns
Some people are born with their drive classes and they are reffered to as nobles.
There are also, lesser nobles, just nobles and greater nobles.
Except when you become a king of something, your drive class can never change. (This also stands to be changed).
 
BRAWN COSMICS also known as DRAGON EMPERORS
There are 7 families of brawn cosmics.
These dragon emperors are just inhuman they have no clear race. But as time went on, it was decreed by TOAA that if they were going to remain inhuman he would wipe them off the face of the multi-verse.
 
*The Red empire (Gremory)  became demons- based in the underworld-noted conflicts are against The Devils and the Black Empire
 
*The Pink empire (Kumiho or Kitsune) becoming the nine tailed foxes-based in Asia-noted conflicts are against humanity and the Black Empire
 
*The Purple empire (Vlad) becoming vampires- Based in Europe-noted conflicts are against humanity ( The White Empire)
 
*The Green empire (Azazua) becoming fallen angels-Based in a continent in the underworld-noted conflicts are against The Devils, aliens and the Black Empire
 
*The Golden empire (Stein) Remained human-Based in the Americans-noted conflicts are against ware wolves, phantoms witches, aliens and the Black Empire
 
*The White empire (Hailmary) Remained human-Based in Europe, Americans, Africa and Asia -Noted conflicts are against the White Empire and anything supernaturally not human and the Black Empire
 
*The Black empire (Zeke) Remained human-Based in Africa, Asia, Europe and America-noted conflicts are against anything that moves. If you want it you can get it, all the smoke 24/7
 
RULES ON THE DRAGON EMPIRES
 
*There can never be more than ten originals per family plus five elders. The others born after ten are half bloods, they have been known as Dragon kins, Dragon slayers and even God slayers
 
*The family can only produce one Emperor, the Emperor might not always be the strongest. But he is deemed special.
 
*Whenever the seven Empires meet an Emperor can start a ritual which either summons the Holy Grail or The Sacred Ark. Marking a war against all seven empires to get a wish from those two.
 
*The Zekestars put Zees in front of everything so everybody hates them.
 
*Zandorrforrd D. Zeke fought against the devil and the Zekestars were cursed with the ability to buy souls and grant wishes
 
*The Emperors have access to all the drives that have been in the family including their own
 
*You cannot wish another family out of existence, you have to make it happen with your own power.
 
*Awakening 1% of your dragon scales enables you to be able to destroy a planet as simple as breathing. So throughout the story you will find bastards being cocky after awakening 0,(50 more zeroes)1 of their dragon scales.
 
*Cultivators are annoying
 
*Aliens are annoying
 
*Devils are scary
 
*Succubi are life
 
*There are a lot of Harems in the Chronicles multi-verse but everybody knows that the only mad lad addressed as the "Harem King"
 
*Depending on how strong or gifted you are, members of the Dragon Empires are able to have servants. (They could either be summoned or just found loitering around.)

Maele Tirotsamodimo is a 14-year-old kid living in a world of superpowers and magic. A world where superheroes coexist with hunters and dungeon raiders to fight a near common enemy.

Despite being this spoilt for choice, the young lad has no idea what they want to pursue as a career. That is until he picks up a strange girl who has the power to manipulate time as she pleases.

The Chronicles universe uses a power system known as driveability. Users of said abilities are called drivers or drive users, depending on your dream or what you deeply wish for. For example, if I grew up watching Dragonball and my dream was to become like Goku going from planet to planet giving niggas smoke his powers are what I am finna develop as my drive.

There will be in some instances where others develop ther drives according to their behaviours. Others will be born with theirs and such drives still stand a chance at evolution. Drive abilities can stop working during a fight when you feel defeated, you can also lose them forever (I am still to determine how.)

NAMING OF ONES DRIVES
Drive abilities are granted names, because I like JOJO'S.

GANG TYPES
Since drive abilities rarely stay unique to an individual forever (except Sir Ulfius's, called THE WILL OF FIRE). If I have seen your drive ability as a kid and it facinates me, the possibility of me developing a similar, but not exactly the same ability.

The people of the CU grouped drive abilities into many classes called gang classes, I am still making them up as I go but here is the few that I had created.
-Soul Masons
-Elementalists
-Wovins (they usualy work with strings, tapes silk and others.
-Mages
-Swordsmen
-Shapeshifters
-Enhancers
-Lancers
-Amor Types
-Giants
-Shield types
-Psychics
-Technomancers
DRIVE CLASSES
In the Chronicles universe there are people who pursue the title of Kings, those people are normaly seen with chess peices that I am yet to name. A drive class is your position in the journey of kings.
-King
-Queen
-Knights
-Heroes
-Overlords
-Gods
-Crown Princes/ Princesses
-Pawns
Some people are born with their drive classes and they are reffered to as nobles.
There are also, lesser nobles, just nobles and greater nobles.
Except when you become a king of something, your drive class can never change. (This also stands to be changed).

BRAWN COSMICS also known as DRAGON EMPERORS
There are 7 families of brawn cosmics.
These dragon emperors are just inhuman they have no clear race. But as time went on, it was decreed by TOAA that if they were going to remain inhuman he would wipe them off the face of the multi-verse.
 
*The Red empire (Gremory)  became demons- based in the underworld-noted conflicts are against The Devils and the Black Empire
 
*The Pink empire (Kumiho or Kitsune) becoming the nine tailed foxes-based in Asia-noted conflicts are against humanity and the Black Empire
 
*The Purple empire (Vlad) becoming vampires- Based in Europe-noted conflicts are against humanity ( The White Empire)
 
*The Green empire (Azazua) becoming fallen angels-Based in a continent in the underworld-noted conflicts are against The Devils, aliens and the Black Empire
 
*The Golden empire (Stein) Remained human-Based in the Americans-noted conflicts are against ware wolves, phantoms witches, aliens and the Black Empire
 
*The White empire (Hailmary) Remained human-Based in Europe, Americans, Africa and Asia -Noted conflicts are against the White Empire and anything supernaturally not human and the Black Empire
 
*The Black empire (Zeke) Remained human-Based in Africa, Asia, Europe and America-noted conflicts are against anything that moves. If you want it you can get it, all the smoke 24/7
 
RULES ON THE DRAGON EMPIRES
 
*There can never be more than ten originals per family plus five elders. The others born after ten are half bloods, they have been known as Dragon kins, Dragon slayers and even God slayers
 
*The family can only produce one Emperor, the Emperor might not always be the strongest. But he is deemed special.
 
*Whenever the seven Empires meet an Emperor can start a ritual which either summons the Holy Grail or The Sacred Ark. Marking a war against all seven empires to get a wish from those two.
 
*The Zekestars put Zees in front of everything so everybody hates them.
 
*Zandorrforrd D. Zeke fought against the devil and the Zekestars were cursed with the ability to buy souls and grant wishes
 
*The Emperors have access to all the drives that have been in the family including their own
 
*You cannot wish another family out of existence, you have to make it happen with your own power.
 
*Awakening 1% of your dragon scales enables you to be able to destroy a planet as simple as breathing. So throughout the story you will find bastards being cocky after awakening 0,(50 more zeroes)1 of their dragon scales.
 
*Cultivators are annoying
 
*Aliens are annoying
 
*Devils are scary
 
*Succubi are life
 
*There are a lot of Harems in the Chronicles multi-verse but everybody knows that the only mad lad addressed as the "Harem King"
 
*Depending on how strong or gifted you are, members of the Dragon Empires are able to have servants. (They could either be summoned or just found loitering around.)
 

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Male Omega, the world's most wanted being in existence, how does Laone live as one?

At Hell Ledge, countless people from Darkness Port participated in the Hell Ledge Challenge before, but it still remained as the most mysterious place.
The only thing known about the Hell Ledge Challenge was that one must go to the third level of the cabin area and the stationed troops would bring the challenger across a long corridor into a mysterious place to start the challenge.
The so-called challenge was held in a large space. Everyone had different encounters in the space, and whenever one succeeded the first challenge, he would advance further down to the next challenge.
Someone once described the challenge as climbing an upside-down tower. The challenger would go down level by level in the massive tower.
Aside from the difficulty of the challenges, the reason why the Hell Ledge Challenge was mysterious was that no matter how familiar one was with Darkness Port, it was difficult to pinpoint the location of the challenge.
Was it inside the flat-topped mountain? At the ledge of the cliff? No, neither of them were the right locations because there was simply no space big enough to hold the challenge. Some even assumed that the space was imaginary and that it was just a trick of the human brain while the spaciousness was just an illusion.
Boss Huang did not write his explanation in the book this time, but there were some little scribbles beside it. 'Space? Dream imitation?' The little scribbles with the question marks represented the doubts in his heart.
Tang Ling originally did not resonate with the challenge, but when he saw the word 'dream imitation', his urge got the best of him. He asked Boss Huang, "Boss, do you think they are creating a dream imitation?"
It was impossible for either of them to hide the fact that they were Dream Seeds, so it was only natural for them to talk about the Dream World sooner or later.
Boss Huang was also straightforward with his answer. "That's what I am suspecting, but why?"
Tang Ling frowned. Yeah, why? What's the purpose of creating a dream imitation?
Unfortunately, it was not a question that he could answer at the moment. He was done with 'An In-depth Introduction to Darkness Port'. In summary, the contents of the book were mostly about trivial stuff and he already concluded all the important points. As for the other minor details such as the things in the island area, some other rules, and more trivial stuff, none of them mattered at the moment.
It had only been half an hour since he finished the book.
After he got a better understanding of Darkness Port, more thoughts flowed into his mind. Tang Ling scooped some water with his hand to wash his face, wanting to refresh himself before reading 'The Purple Moon Chronicles'.
"Huh?" Boss Huang lightly grunted with a strange expression when he saw Tang Ling wash his face with the herbal water.
Tang Ling raised a curious brow at him and said, "What's wrong?"
"N-Nothing, ahem…Nothing's wrong," Boss Huang responded strangely. He averted Tang Ling's gaze and said in an awkward tone, "I sometimes twitch without a reason. Don't mind me."
Twitch?
Tang Ling felt suspicious. He looked around and then at himself but found nothing strange, thus all he could do was accept the lame excuse.
The book 'An In-depth Introduction of Darkness Port' helped Tang Ling a lot. Be it the secrets or publicly known matters, Boss Huang had written everything down without any qualms.
Therefore, Tang Ling was actually looking forward to reading 'The Purple Moon Chronicles'. He would never dwell on strange matters. He simply assumed that Boss Huang really had a twitching condition, so he picked the book up.
"You'd better change your mood before you read the second book." Boss Huang suddenly fired out a strange reminder when he saw Tang Ling pick 'The Purple Moon Chronicles' up.
"Mm-hmm." He nodded and flipped the book open. Little did he know, the secrets that he had been yearning to know were all written in 'The Purple Moon Chronicles' and they started from the very first page.
The first sentence of the book was Boss Huang's remark: personal diary.
2020, August 17th. Sunny.
It's late summer, almost early autumn, but it's somehow hotter than mid-summer. Where is the spirit of autumn? It's a week away from Chinese Valentine's Day.
I mustered up enough courage and asked her out on Wechat.
Me: Hi, are you free next Tuesday? Do you want to hang out? It's summer break and we old mates haven't seen each other for more than a month.
Her: A gathering? Haha, who's going? Oh, I haven't congratulated you on getting into Nanjing University.
Gathering? But I just want to spend some time alone with her…
Holding my phone, I was stunned for a while as messy thoughts bombarded my mind. In the end, I replied: You are the first I'm asking. I'll check with the other mates after this. Why don't we gather for a bit before we start our university lives? How's it? Does that sound cool?
As I typed the last word, depression flooded my heart. None of her replies matter anymore. I stuffed my phone into my pocket and decided to go out for a jog to vent my heavy feelings.
I thought a smart girl like her should understand my hints. It's Chinese Valentine's Day, so the malls should be promoting it like no tomorrow.
Hmph. 
The foul mood really pulled me down. I always ran 5 km easily, yet I ran only five laps today and got tired after less than 2 km. Since it got misty, I went home.
The mist has become the biggest news in people's mundane lives with all sorts of assumptions up in the air. But isn't it just mist? If it really is harmful, I think it's because humans keep destroying the environment and karma is coming for them. Since it's karma, I guess humans will have to accept it.
Rather than talking about it, why not think of a way to change it and figure out what went wrong and how to do better? Nonetheless, I guess such comments will only be deemed childish by Father.
Whatever, I don't care. I realize I don't even have the courage to pick up my phone anymore.
I just thought of a saying: not every relationship bears fruit.
I've liked her since our second year in high school and she answered me with that saying. Maybe it proves something. She doesn't want me to feel bad, she still feels something for me, or maybe she's just a kind girl.
I always have great insights into people!
Or maybe, like some guy used to say whenever one fell in love, one would automatically learn a new skill: finding infinite excuses for the people one loved.
The mist is thick tonight, limiting my vision and my mood. I keep hearing all sorts of noises in the mist. Am I starting to hear things? I think it's time for me to sleep. 
I tell myself, at least I could look forward to university life, right?
2020, 18th August. Sunny.
Where the hills and streams end and there seems to be no road beyond, another village appears amidst the shady willows and blooming flowers.
People in the past were really smart. It was just a short poem, yet it contained complex surprises.
Like what I'm doing now, writing in my diary as my hands are shaking because of excitement. I just ended a whole day's worth of talking with her, and I feel like we know each other better.
Now, I realize we have many similarities. The feeling when our gazes meet at times, the little warmth that we hide in our conversation, it's not one-sided. It's mutual.
It's just that both of us have the same goal to achieve, which is to get into our ideal university. That's why we both decided to hide our feelings.
I did it, and so did she.
I almost missed it and now, I won't miss it!
I picked up my phone in the morning, wanting to know what she replied yesterday. I thought that after a night, I will have gained some courage back.
I remembered that when I saw the reply on my phone, my heart was racing so fast that it almost popped out of my throat. That particular moment is still vivid in my mind.
I wanted to shout and scream, but all I did was laugh in a silly way at my phone.
Her: You asked me first? Have you gotten in touch with the others? If not…it's fine if it's just the both of us.
Hahaha…
She really is as smart as I thought! She understands my hints!
She had also hinted at me, but I was acting stupid yesterday! I didn't reply in time. I wonder if she feels down for a while like I did?
I start to feel bad for her, so I scold myself stupid. I pick up my phone and muster all my courage for a reply: That's my original plan, trying to be with you alone. Next Tuesday is Chinese Valentine's Day! I wanted to tell you before I started university that I've liked you since our second year in high school. It's been two years!
I once thought it required tremendous courage to confess to her and say 'I like you'. Now, I find out that all she needed was a tiny reply, a little hint, and that was it.
As for the chat, I'm not going to write it down here. I never thought I'd have such patience to chat with her via Wechat for a whole day. But I saved the conversation log in a secret file, and if one day we get married, this will be the most meaningful present ever.
I'm eager to see her again. I can't wait until Valentine's.
She agreed to meet up tomorrow. I'm so hyped up! What am I going to wear? I prepared a present for her a long time ago, but I've also decided to give her something more meaningful—this diary.
Ever since I liked her, I've been writing this diary and recorded all my feelings for her since day one.
Damn it. The mist is really thick tonight.
When will the strange mist go away? I still curiously want to touch it. Will it feel like how people describe it? Can I really feel the mist?
The result was really as described! It feels sticky like something is covering my hand.
Strange. What would the geography teacher say about this? The news didn't really cover the mist. All the media say is that they are still studying the mist.
I don't know whether it's me or if the mist is starting to look purple. How serious is the contamination?
2020, August 19th. Shattered.
It's gone! Gone! Gone!!!
None of this is real!!
Just let me die! Let me die! I am dying! My body is expanding. It's heating up! I am dying!
...
Tang Ling's brows were tightly knitted as he read on. He knew something important was coming up as there was still more to the diary. However, it was the unfinished diary that made him feel the despair of an era being overturned.
His heart started to beat nervously.


When a glorious old civilization was toppled overnight, a strange purple moon rose and thus began the Purple Moon Era.
Damn it! What kind of ecosystem was this? The evolution was messy. Even rabbit bites and plants were not to be messed with. How can one survive all this? Evolve into a Purple Moon Warrior? What did this have to do with the Purple Moon?
What kind of map was this? The Safety Sector? The Floating Domain? The Darkness Port? The Storm Voyage? The True Capital?
The Horror Lullaby List? The resurrection of the Underground Race and the prospering Underground City? The Chaos Black Market that suffused the world? The Bloody Road?
More importantly, one could end up in a bloody slaughter when dreaming and enter the Dream Domain? Fine, this damned era! 

Mylo was currently lying in the hospital bed. Counting his remaining time before his life finally fades away. No one around to say they're goodbyes. Mylo already knew what awaited him in his death bed. He knew he would die alone. His wife passed away a few years ago, he didn't have any children and all his friends passed away before he did. Although must people would feel saddened being in his position, Mylo found those though trivial. But he wasn't exempted from having regrets.
"Haa, if only I lived a bit longer, I'm sure I could have…"
Mylo only had one regret. And that was not to be alive to play the first virtual RPG game 'Second Chronicle's'.  Chronicles, a historical account of facts and events arranged in chronological order; as per the definition written inside the dictionary. As the name implies 'Second chronicles' is the start of an untold historical event yet to be recorded. Players will be able to create their own stories and make history in this second world. A world where magic exists, treasure hidden and danger in every corner.
"Just thinking about what crazy build I could have made. What a shame…"
Mylo dreamed of playing a VR game since his youth, unfortunately technology couldn't progress fast enough. 
"93 years of false hope…"
Mylo slowly closed his eyes, his breath started shortening and his heartbeat gradually stopping.
"Yes…truly… a…shame…"
Mylo Cosmo, age 93. Reason of death; heart failure.
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"…"
"Is this death? Why is it so dark?"
"…"
"What is that? Light? Is it the entrance to paradise?"
Mylo slowly raised his body and started walking toward the mysterious light in front of him
"Oh, my body feels so light! I guess I've been giving a suitable body to head to paradise. Good, no more back pain."
The closer Mylo got to the light, the closer he felt lost.
"Wasn't the entrance to paradise supposed to be a giant golden gate or something grand? Why is it a small door?"
Mylo thought to himself that he was but a mere mortal and not worthy of questioning it. He finally reached the light and grabbed the handle leading to paradise.
"I wonder what paradise looks like."
He turns the handle and slowly pushes the door open.
"WHOAAAAA! THE LIGHT IS SO STRONG! AS EXPECTED FROM PARA-"
Before Mylo could finish his speech, what awaited him behind the door surprised him.
"Paradise…I-is a toilet?"
"…"
"NONSENSE!"
"WHERE AM I?"
Mylo didn't understand what was going on. He hastily glances at his right and left and saw a mirror hanging in the wall. What he saw surprised him.
"W-WHAT!"
"WHAT'S GOING ON!?"
What he saw was a young man around his early 20s, about 5.11 cm, black hair and black eyes.
"W-WHO…A-AHHHH"
As he was questioning his situation, he felt a sudden unimaginable pain in his head.
"AHHHHHH!!!!!"
Someone's memories started to appear inside his mind, as if he was watching a movie that seemed to last 20 years but in reality only lasted a few seconds.
"T-This is…"
"My name is Mylo Cosmo, 20 years old, no relatives, no lovers and a grocery store worker…"
"It's the year 2095…in a few hours is the release of….Second…Chronicles."
"And I've just transmigrated!"
Mylo couldn't believe his current situation. And he couldn't yet accept it.
"Mylo…I see…you also died."
The young Mylo died because of grief and hatred. His uncle took everything away from him. He was 15 when his parent died from a car accident. His uncle came to him, showing him respect and empathy; only to steal from him. He told the young and naive Mylo to let him hold the life savings of his parents. Saying that his too young and immature to handle large sums of money, promising him to give it back when he turns 18. But it was all a lie. His uncle never intended on returning anything. Mylo couldn't care less about the money, what truly hurt him was how his uncle used his parent's death for his own agenda. Since 18, he has been fighting in court without rest. Only to be met with disappointment. Today he learned that he lost the case .He couldn't handle his raging emotions and unfortunately died from a heart attack.
"Mylo! For allowing me to live and fulfill my dream! Il make sure to fulfill yours!"
Mylo's uncle used the money to establish a guild for the release of second chronicles.
"Il make sure to completely destroy what he built! You have my word!"
Mylo exited the toilet and looked around his room.
"There it is."
Next to his bed was a virtual capsule. This machine is used to enter the virtual game 'Second Chronicle's '. At midnight the servers would open, allowing billions of players to enter the game world. Mylo spent all his savings working as a cashier into the VR capsule. He planned on making a name for himself inside the game.
"Il make sure to bring you justice … but…I'm also going to have fun doing so. Making sure to destroy him with the craziest build that I can think of!"
Mylo looked at the remaining time and went inside the capsule. After a few seconds he heard a robotic voice.
"Synchronizing Brain waves…."
"Synchronizing Complete."
"5 minutes remaining."
"Please wait until the servers open's."
"…"
"Welcome to 'Second Chronicle's '!"

Mylo was currently lying in the hospital bed, counting his remaining time before his life finally fades away .regretting only one thing in life. Not being able to play a VR game. Wishing he could create the craziest build and dominate the world of ‘Second Chronicle’s ‘. Unfortunately for him technology couldn’t advance fast enough and at the age of 93 only one day away from the release of the first VR RPG game. He dies of heart failure.
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“…”
““Is this death? Why is it so dark?”
“…”
“What is that? Light? Is it the entrance to paradise?”

Ok. I had a dream about a planet. A planet named TyTonia. The life forms there were human like and spoke English except they had four arms and glowed yellow. The planet was like earth except it had massive wolfs, it had trolls, acid lakes, and many more. They had vehicles of all kinds, hoverbikes, hovercars, and so much more. They had tall buildings that glowed a dim light. Then there were the soldiers they had metal armor all around except for their head. They used these devices they called, Wielders. The Wielders could create shields, swords, and pistols for the soldiers to use. The dream ended when I saw. The Simulacra's soldiers and ships in the distance.. so I decided to add this to the story line of The Chaos Chronicles.

Ok. First, this is not the second book in the series I guess you could say this is a very long prologue before the first book. Second this is based off a short dream I had. I felt so great about it that I just wanted to start writing right away so yeah. I hope you guys enjoy it. please give me feedback on my work

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