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... only reason he returned, but it was definitely one of the big ones.

But he wasn't interested in making the communicator a simple phone-like device from Earth. That kind of tech could easily lead to people getting hooked on it, and he wasn't trying to create a bunch of tech addicts.

Sure, some mages might find the entertainment side appealing, but they had enough discipline to not let it consume them.

No, Adam had bigger plans. He saw the communicator as a stepping stone t ...

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