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... relic, halted, his pale fingers suspended mid-air.
His crimson eyes narrowed, brow furrowing as he tilted his head, listening for something just beyond the edge of sound. Behind the ancient relic... he saw only the endless dark path winding into blackness, as if it swallowed the world.
He wasn’t sure why, but something twisted in his gut—a faint whisper, a chill, a half-remembered fear.
He thought he heard a voice, or was it a memory echoing back? Just then—
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