The Undead Alpha
“It goes something like this- I am perfect, impossible, permanent, and guaranteed. What am I?”
Valencia heard the riddle and began thinking about an answer while Freyge got up from his seat and began sharing his frustration, “Archon, for the last few days, I have done nothing save trying to come up with an answer. This riddle seems simple but it is very complex. I tried thinking of everything related to werewolves, mages, our conflict, humans, and anything else that I could. I even wrote down the alphabets trying to decode a hidden pattern but I found nothing…”
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