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... danger, are you moving towards the fact of mind control and memory manipulation?"

Adria asked, her voice turning somber at the question, and Azrail didn't fall back at her accusation as he spoke.

"That's exactly what I am asking for. I have the techniques for it, powerful ones you won't be able to believe, but I don't have the perfect strength or mental power to accomplish it for now, and what I want, I can't do it alone."

The words of Azrail were not very accepting to A ...

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