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The Great Stone Toad's stomach rumbled —not with hunger, but with digestion. It confused itself into thinking it was already eating rice. The stomach relaxed. The gastric juices retreated.

"That's a myth!"

The stomach walls convulsed. White blood cells shaped like angry soybeans oozed from the walls. But these weren't warriors—they were digestive enzymes . One touch, and Kestrel would dissolve into nutrient paste. The Great Stone Toad's stomach rumbled —not with

The world ended not with fire, but with a burp. child. And your only one."

"It's a quest log, child. And your only one." The Great Stone Toad's stomach rumbled —not with

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