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A childish voice rang in his ear, the words slurred. The little chubby boy he was holding up by the clothes reached out with his small hands, looking overjoyed to see him.
Looking at the little tyke before him,
Javier Sinclair’s perpetually cold face visibly softened.
He spoke in a low voice.
"You recognize me?"
The little doughball was delighted.
He waved his little hands.
"My daddy... The Archfiend... my real daddy."
The ...
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