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... as if he had been amputated, but he had no hand to facepalm with. Scratch that; Victor no longer felt, or at least, not in a human way. He could no longer distinguish cold from warmth, scents, or tastes. He could only see and hear as if watching through a television screen.
Observing the world through the sculpted eye sockets of his [Black Grail], Victor Dalton had become something more than a man.
He had become a cup!
As expected, his soul had moved into the [Black Grail] aft ...
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