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9/2/2019 2:36:07 AM
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A suited man warches from afar, yet you do not see him. His eyes brighten up with curiosity.
"Ah, now this... This is interesting. After all... The right man at the right time... Can make all the difference." He stands up from his chair in front of a large screen, adjusting his tie as he does so. With a flash, he his gone.
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It’s another Horsemen. Stop him.
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"Oh, I can't do anything, Mr. Vrenn. Not yet."
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Ok then. I need you to help me with something. Seven somethings actually.
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"Ah, the Sins, I presume? Very well, Mr. Vrenn." Cronos appears in front of you, holding his brief case and tugging on his tie.
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Yes. Now. What can you do? I can combat The Sins. But The Horsemen I cant.
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"Oh, Mr. Vrenn. I can do many things. The whole of space-time is mine to control, Mr. Vrenn."
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Good. We need to stop the Sins before they form.
