Mated to the Night Wolf
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How is it that a soul worth far more than gold, can be consumed for far less than pennies? Beware the devourer, pup, that shadow that hunts.
Beware the Black Death that stalks within the darkness. When it calls, do not answer, and do not turn back, though it calls you by name.
Do not look.
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[KAYOS ADREN PRIME]
The iron doors to the throne room thud closed behind me as if to bar the rest of the world from the cold wrath that stews inside me. Standing in the midst of the large hall alone, the world seems to fall to absolute silence, as if a breath is held.