Chapter 11

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"Why do you stay so optimistic, Roman? This meteor may well be a sign of the end of all things. A lesson from God of the Eternal. Surely you've seen the heathens parade their sins, the blasphemy around Ashovania," belched Tybalt, a fellow researcher and philosopher assigned to the meteor case. He was the anti-Roman. "Truly Tybalt, it is a celestial gift. Otherwise the planet would've rejected its presence. Instead it blossoms like a seed," responded Hadrian. He was a younger, more optimistic researcher, a baby Roman. Level headed, with credentials that made him appear older than he actually is. Roman loves Hadrian being a part of the team, plus he actually laughs at his jokes. Two days ago they wept together in Hadrian's tent quietly over the disappearance of Hadrian's brother Quinn.

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