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... tle had risen from the Abyss like a wound that never closed.
Its jagged towers rose from the base itself, and beneath those towers, rivers of molten matter flowed endlessly.
The blackened stone of the castle walls was veined with faint pulses of crimson light, each throb resembling a heartbeat, slow and deliberate, as though the structure itself were alive.
Inside the castle, the corridors stretched unnaturally tall and narrow, amplifying every sound into something threat ...
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