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... p> His lungs had forgotten how.
The weight pressing down on the throne room wasn’t just magic. It wasn’t just power. It was history folding in on itself. It was blood—old blood—rising from the bones of the realm and bowing to someone else.
Lucifer didn’t speak.
Didn’t gloat.
Didn’t move.
He just sat there, as if the throne had always been his. As if he hadn’t crossed a world to get here. As if the thorns wrapping around his arms weren’t slowly digging deep ...
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