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... es, swimming with horrors and lies; the feathered robes he wore, stained with the life’s blood of countless victims. He was a vile thing, from surface to core, no matter how Victor tried to view him through the lens of the mortal condition. He could imagine his heartbreak, his angst, his troubled youth, but he could not imagine turning against his people, his own family to the point where he’d kill and sacrifice in an endless pursuit of stolen power.
He shook his head, shifting his grip ...
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