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... phyrion’s dark energy seeped into her mind like tendrils of ink spreading through the clear water. Every scream that tore from her throat echoed through the laboratory’s walls, only to be swallowed by the oppressive shadows.
Memories unraveled, twisted, and reshaped with each pulse of dark magic. The warm laughter of her childhood faded into silence, replaced by the icy voice of Zephyrion whispering into the depths of her consciousness.
"Love is an illusion," he murmured, his han ...
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