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... led old man, his gnarled fingers tracing the faded ink on a dark scroll. As his eyes roamed over the last of its twisted inscriptions, the scroll crumbled into dust, dissolving into the air like whispers of something long forbidden.
A slow, twisted smile spread across his face, deepening the cracks in his aged skin. His robes, once a pristine white, were now stained with layers of dried blood, so old it had turned nearly black. The thick scent of iron still clung to the fabric, a testame ...
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