Fruits of Labor
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Falling through the void after his defeat, the ruler of Zone 1 finds himself in another surreal yet no-more-odd world. Confused and devoid of his bearings, Dedan finds unexpected aid in the form of a fellow hard-worker on her own quest. As they join forces in the name of mutual benefit, they may learn that life can be more than paydays and quotas.
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