Primo
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It was a nice and quiet summer evening in the Ministry of Satan. The warm sun was slowly setting on the horizon, the orange light shining through the large stained glass windows. Primo was currently strolling through the hallway, making his way to the garden. He was quietly humming to himself while letting his gaze wander over the windows, admiring the beautiful colors the light made, with a soft smile playing across his lips.
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