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... f rot, for even in stagnancy, there exists malignance and demise.
The damned soul that sat on the throne. His crown is heavy, the weight of millenia slouches his back. His jaws no longer work as he spews forth his revolting breath.
He seems to cry into the void. A beast of suffering he is.
He has made the keep his temple. His final place of everlasting prayer.
And then before him, what was once human, is now also, a creature of darkness.
Its golden eyes co ...
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