TWO HOURS TO WAR

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Inside the floating house platform, Chris sat in a stone-made tub filled with warm water. Steam rose and circulated through the air, soothing his skin. “Ahhhhh!” he exhaled deeply, as if a great pressure had been released from his body. “Haven’t done this before,” he muttered with his eyes closed. “I’m damn proud I tried it out. Fuckkkk! It’s so relaxing.” He sank deeper into the tub until only his face remained visible above the water. Steam continued to fill the room. Five minutes later, he stepped out and dried himself with a plain towel crafted from the dead skin of the silver dragon. [Results Will Be Ready In Two Minutes] The Naija youth nodded calmly as he walked naked into the next room, the towel draped around his neck. “Wow, I look amazing,” he said, staring at his reflectio

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