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... k, savoring the warmth it brought his cold blood while staring past the rising mist outside the high windows of the library. He had gifted them immortality, strength, and a chance to forge their own path.
But perhaps... he had also cursed them.
And himself.
"What do you want?" Roth asked, his voice low and cold.
Ethan stood still, the flickering candlelight casting long shadows across his crystallized limbs. The soft, rhythmic ting of his blood-crystal feet had go ...
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