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... ought tooth and nail in the chasm, nor as the head of one of the most powerful sects on this layer of creation. Worst of all was the person, the demon, to whom these words were uttered.
Zephyrine.
The ethereal, white-furred deer that had haunted his dreams more than he cared to admit. The one whom he believed until now had executed his mother in cold blood and cast him down into the icy depths to die. His whole life of struggle until this point had been to hear Zephyrine, this li ...
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