MARKED BY THE ALPHA'S CURSE
She always looked like she could see through me, but the thing is, she couldn’t.
This world is my chessboard. And I move the pieces how I see fit.
I continued on. There was someone I needed to see, someone much further down.
And when I get there… oh, when I get there, everything would change.
I moved deeper, past the screams. Past the stench of rot and regret. Past the ones who had already broken and were just waiting to die.
This part of the dungeon was different…colder, quieter and heavier. You could feel the power buried in the stones, old magic carved into the very air, humming beneath your skin like an ancient threat waiting to be awakened.
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