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... flowers or alcohol, but a sword. It was all too familiar, his own sword.
Am I dead?
It was an unassuming grave, with a bland gravestone that bore none of the usual inscriptions, and overgrown weeds surrounding it. A lonely sword sat in the middle of it, slowly rusting away.
A lonely death with no one to see it. It was a lonely end indeed, but Lumen didnt seem to mind. He felt strangely at peace. He felt no regrets, like someone who had come to the end of everything.
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