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... urning soul that shimmered in the air before fading into ash. His gaze lingered on the seven angels before him, his lips curling into a smile that was half amusement, half malice.
He let his body dissolve into black mist, the shape of his form unraveling until only shadow remained. From within that darkness, his voice seeped out with a venomous whisper.
"Desire," he said softly, "is like a spring that never runs dry."
The mist swirled, thickening around the angels, pressi ...
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