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A quiet humming sound can be heard across the Chambers of Nazarick, coming from the Treasury facility. Pandora's Actor, one leg crossed over the other as he was seated comfortably against the couch. All cushioned up. A single arm extended and stretched out across the โ camel backโ, of it.
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It has been awfully uneventful as the world around them has been altered, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ has been conquering the lands with next to no trouble. Just as Demiurge suspected, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ reigns supreme and many steps ahead of the rest.
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Pandora's Actor on the other hand, created by his lord. Momonga, awaits into the depths of the Tomb.
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A tall-bleached skeletal figure shrouded under the dim-lit hallway, strutting forward with the sound of his feet clicking against the flooring rhythmically. +
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It wasn't long before the Supreme one had spoken, โ Pandora's Actor! โ
Visibly their frame perked up and sprung right out of the sofa, standing on both feet before performing his usual routine, โ Oh, my dearest creator, Aihnnnnz-Sahma! It's so good to see you again! โ
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As he was about to perform a salute, the undead King threw his bleached hands up and halted them, โ Stop! No need for such formalities, Pandora's actor! Yeah, yeahโฆ It's good to see you, too. However I am here for an important matter and I need your assistance.โ
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โ Enlighten me, My Lord.โ He responded, standing there for a moment. Anticipating the words of wisdom from his beloved creator. A moment of time before Ainz unveiled his ideas and most importantly his contingency plan.
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