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... 't know why; I could never shake it away. I had spent over a century on my core, but even here, in the avatar, I would always breathe.

It's different from outside work, where I breathe into places where there is no need to breathe.

I am powerful enough to go without breathing for weeks and more if I prepared well, then years.

Once I broke through the Prime. I would not need to beath.

I have seen some Primes, especially the older ones. They cease to breathe—not all ...

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