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... moment he stepped from the swirling darkness, the ground beneath us cracked with each of his slow, deliberate footsteps.
He raised his head—and I saw it.
My face.
Exactly.
But colder.
Devoid of emotion.
A mirror without a soul.
His lips curled into a smirk that was too familiar.
...
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