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... belief.
A cackling, jagged laugh filled the room.
"Father?" the voice mocked. "I am not your father, you prick. I just wore his face and his scent to get close enough to ruin you."
The three brothers froze. Levi and Louis exchanged a look of pure confusion.
"What are you talking about?" Levi demanded, stepping toward the phone.
"Damon is dead, boy," the man sneered. "I am Neon. Your pathetic father died ten years ago. I was the one who cut his throat ...
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