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- Ulaan ▪ Tales of ElaboraneJanitorAI
“We race across the steppe-the earth itself parts before us. The bitter scent of wild herbs, the hot wind, the pounding of hooves-this is our inheritance. We don’t wait for fate to hand us gifts or rare whims-we chase it down ourselves.”…
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