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... ttered identity.
The black void consumed him like a hungry mouth, swallowing his essence piece by piece. Around him, echoes of his past screamed like dying gods—Calista’s first kiss under the blood moon, his father’s betrayal in the marble halls of their estate, the slaughter at Blackridge where he’d first tasted true power, and his first system message glowing in crimson letters. They twisted together, corrupted, out of sequence, like someone else was rewriting his story with ink made o ...
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