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... later, Zarian sat on a dark red throne of leather, spikes, and snakes made from Para’s body. He was taking up a spot in the center of the city he’d fixed up with Aura Mastery.
That was one of the first things he did while Para feasted on all the people she deemed as irredeemable unless they were important. She’d turned the important ones into skeletons.
Zarian was still a half-broken mess, and none of the healers in Frivolous City could help him. The drawback from having pushed ...
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