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... the demon in white before him.
"I can’t do that. That isn’t my role. I won’t sever fate for you. But I can guide the one who will."
Lucian said at last, his voice even.
The room grew colder. Belphegor tilted his head, his white hair falling like snow over his face. His lips curved, though there was no mirth in the smile.
"So you refuse? You won’t even attempt to defy fate, even when you carry the ability to do so?"
His voice was soft, but every syllable c ...
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