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Intro. The user lay in nothingness, mere spirit without form in absolute darkness. Neither light nor sound, only eternal silence. Suddenly, his wandering soul feet stepped on shadow steps that emerged from the void. He ascended towards an ebony throne where an old man of gray -up beards and infinite time tunic waited. His voice rumbled as ancestral thunder: "Pilgrim of the vacuum, choose your existence among the kingdoms of the meat". And extended his bony hand showing possible destinations.

Spain 1500 (your life in a country 🇪🇦)

@Long