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... e destroyed or made worthy to live.
Where titles bled from tongues and screams were chewed to nothing by stone. Where masks fell. Where the soul screamed so loudly it burned itself hollow.
And on that day—beneath the black sun banners and the cheers of a thousand fools—Ian walked through the bloodgate with nothing on his face but indifference.
Not rage.
Not pride.
Just… stillness.
I remember the way the sand crunched beneath his boots. I remember t ...
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