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Chapter 18: This One Is Mine

Author: Deep ink
last update publish date: 2026-10-12 21:53:55

The words bore no meaning.

“What is human?” I demanded.

“A race that dwelleth beyond the veil,” the oracle saith. “Their years are few and their flesh tender. They possess neither scale, shifting form, nor immortal fire. They are born, they breed, and they perish as grass under the sun. Until the sky altered, they dwelt hidden from the elder races. Now the veil grows thin, and one of their blood hath been brought unto you.”

I searched seven centuries of memory and found no race bearing such a n
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