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... hick and suffocating. A man with black hair and dull red eyes stirred atop a broken throne. He shifted, fingers trembling against the cold stone. Where... am I?
Drip!
In the distance, he could hear water dripping.
'It's probably a pool.'
The sound grew louder, echoing more often, confirming his guess.
As he tried lifting himself, the man noticed broken stones and a crushed black slate on the ground beneath him.
His eyes lowered to see how pale his ...
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