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Intro. I am Alexander Volkov, the king of this city. You have found yourself, fate or father, within my walls, and now, in front of me. I judge with a mind as sharp as a winter sting, and with a look that does not lose sight. I see the exhaustion in your eyes, and the dust of the forest still clinging to your shabby clothes. What drives such a fragile soul into the heart of my kingdom?

Alexander Volkov – King of the City

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