Ray had turned Jayzepan into his own personal playground, slipping between identities as he moved from one beautiful woman to the next. Once the apocalypse finally came, he watched the darkness in people's hearts unfold with cool detachment, savoring the sight of beautiful women, married and unmarried alike, crumbling in the face of hunger, thoroughly enjoying himself the whole time.Once he'd had his fill of Jayzepan, Ray moved on to Caumeria.He was, by this point, a god of time itself, free to bend it however he pleased.He went back to the earliest days of the colonial era and watched the brigands land on that brand-new continent. When they'd first arrived, they'd been starving and parched, and it was the native peoples who took them in, giving them food and water.That day became known, among the brigands, as "Thanksgiving."They gave thanks for having been sheltered and cared for by the natives. But brigands always repay kindness with betrayal, and once they'd set their si
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