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... idiotic kings, one man ruled them all with an iron fist.
The world called him the Dark Lord. The gods called him a monster. He called them all idiots.
Or at least... he did.
The throne room of the Dark Lord was a monument to his dominion—a vast, cavernous hall lined with jagged obsidian pillars, their surfaces etched with glowing crimson runes that pulsed like the slow heartbeat of something ancient and terrible. Shadowy banners bearing his sigil—a blackened crown wreathe ...
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