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The Prince of Hunger: Part 10

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Jacquiem stepped back, his breath catching in his throat as the truth slowly carved itself into the silence.

Valcoz looked up at him, confused, vulnerable, his eyes no longer glowing, his body no longer pulsing with dark energy. No horns. No claws. No eternal fire gnawing under his skin. Just a man. One that bled red and breathed with difficulty, like he hadn’t been carved by infernos but by mortal hands.

“I don’t feel it anymore,” Valcoz murmured. His voice was raw, disoriented. “The hunger. The voices. The tether to the realm... it’s gone.”

Jacquiem fell to his knees beside him. The remnants of his divinity had been silent since that night, the moment he poured everything into saving Valcoz. Now, when he tried to reach for the light, there was only silence. Emptiness. A soft echo where the divine once sang.

He smiled faintly. Bitter. Beautiful. “That’s because I gave it all up.”

Valcoz’s brows furrowed. “Wh
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