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... His crushed hands were engulfed in fire as if he prepared himself for battle.
"Your Holiness, Lord Bard… Sylvester Maximilian." Inquisitor High Lord started; his voice was heavy and deep, echoing from behind his visor. The man who believed in speaking less spoke the most on that peculiar day. "When I was born, I was cursed. The moment I took my first breath, my body was scorched by sudden flames, suffering the fate of the worst. Left hideous, my body burned and bruised. Called a demon by ...
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