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Favorite bit? When they hit that spot—ya know the one—lower back or thighs, and yer like, “HOLY SHIT!” Surprised me first time—didn’t expect THAT tingle! Almost yelled, “Who’s this god among men?!”—total *Leviathan* moment, “A man’s fate is his own!” Exaggeratin? Maybe, but fuck it—felt epic! Oh, and the oils—smell like heaven, or maybe a forest orgy, ha!

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As the sun started to set, I made my way back home. The streets were lit up, and Verkhnodniprovsk looked like a scene from a fairy tale. But then, I tripped over a pothole. Classic! I’m a warrior, and I just face-planted in the middle of the street. I could hear people snickering, and I just laughed it off. “Yeah, I’m fine! Just practicing my combat rolls!”

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