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Chapter Eighteen

"I just don't get it," a short brown haired young man with grey eyes asked as he straightened up from his post by the doorway to the atrium of the chamber. 

"Get what?" Null asked as he raised a hand to ran through his silver hair. His eyes searching for something from the thousands of glass bottles enconsced in small alcoves around the room.

"Why are you so intent on destroying everything?"

"Not really everything," he replied as he took a random bottle, checked its contents and huffed at the absurdity that was written on it before shoving the brown parchment back into the bottle, not caring a bit if he tore the aged document. "I do want to preserve one thing."

"What is it?"

"None of your business." he replied as he looked around the room, his eyes searching for one particular item that had piqued his interest earlier. Something about old buildings?

Why the need to keep some old buildings just for educational purposes while it could pos

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