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... like an inferno. The heat was unbearable, making the entire structure glow red in the darkness.
The Death’s servants stumbled down the hallways of the castle. They had gotten used to this heat by now.
It was normal in the hell.
Within the rock-walled throne room, Death sat in his throne with his right leg crossed over his left.
"Where... Are... You..."
He was holding a doll in his hand. A human doll. It was copying the appearance of Kiernan Hunter.
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