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... d urine. Inside was a thin, haggard figure crouched on the floor, a woman who was a shadow of who she once was: the former Empress Amelia.

The woman's hands scratched grime-coated symbols repeatedly against the ground, her bones protruding and fingers trembling with each scrape. She kept mumbling things incomprehensible to human ears, things even she couldn't understand.

The woman paused and tilted her head, as if admiring her scribbling, then cackled. She continued scratching, e ...

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