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			<title>Mara</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Chapter 7 &amp;ndash; Mara&amp;nbsp;Feng had a nightmare that night.&amp;nbsp;He couldn&amp;rsquo;t remember clearly what it was about anymore when he had awoken. But he did remember the heavy throbbing of his heart and the tremendous weight of the fear that which has struck into his soul ruthlessly..</description>
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			<title>Immortal</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Chapter 6 &amp;ndash; Immortal&amp;nbsp;Feng was eating.&amp;nbsp;And he ate silently. Slowly. Solemnly. His eyes did not wander about the cafeteria. Nor did they stare down at his food. His eyes were closed.&amp;nbsp;And with each swift yet precise fluid movement of his wrist he took in food fr..</description>
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			<title>Birth of Feng</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Chapter 5 &amp;ndash; The Birth of Feng&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;How long has he been detained?&amp;rdquo; As two patrol guards stroll down the length of the floor&amp;rsquo;s corridors, one of them had stopped by Jun Tian&amp;rsquo;s cell and placed his ear against the door.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Nuhhh &amp;hellip;. Four day..</description>
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			<title>839</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Chapter 4- 839&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Your I.D &amp;hellip; kid &amp;hellip; is 839. Now, you can forget your name. You can forget who you are. But you must not forget your I.D.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;A parcel wrapped about by a rough piece of cloth was thrown onto the table before Jun Tian.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Sling..</description>
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			<title>To Lose Once More</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Chapter 3 &amp;ndash; To Lose Once More&amp;nbsp;One week after the implementing of SoulScript V1.0, SoulScript V1.5 was almost into completion. For quite a few times, Jun Tian had copied the newer version into Sector 155 and ran the command strings.&amp;nbsp;It worked, though not totally succes..</description>
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			<title>Old Monk</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;It has been one week.&amp;nbsp;One week since Jun Tian had regained his eyesight. And it was on the seventh day that Jun Tian had finished compiling the command function for his hearing.&amp;nbsp;He could have had taken his time to finish coding his hearing. Yet &amp;hellip; something within had..</description>
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			<title>Monastery</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Chapter 1 &amp;ndash; Monastery&amp;nbsp;Retina Verification &amp;hellip; Processing &amp;hellip; 93% completed &amp;hellip; Processing &amp;hellip; 98% completed &amp;hellip; Processing &amp;hellip; Completed.&amp;nbsp;Loading &amp;hellip; &amp;nbsp;Loading Completed. Vision Restored.&amp;nbsp;A myriad of colours exploded..</description>
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			<title>Feng: Skynet and the Throne of Deities</title>
			<description>Humanity is about to churn out the darkest of its kind. Stay put, and witness his birth as he slays all that breathes and makes his way to the top of the food chain. The sky is NOT his limits.</description>
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