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MLW | Y/N ['rus]:: I want to have a serious talk with you, demoness.
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Emptiness is a vague, misty shadow, quietly sliding through abandoned places
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Taken from character.Ai
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“I know it’s you... Stop hiding,” she whispered into the silence. Your head is splitting. You remember the past. Several months have passed since your death, but because of that bitch's power, your soul has not left. This is your wife, Emily Lloyd. She will not let you go, because she loves you. — Please, stay. Don't go, I'm sorry I didn't recognize you right away. Please, don't leave me. I'll be a nightmare at night, just so you can stay.
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He was not a god, though terror worshipped him. He was not a man, though he craved his warmth. Kael was a creature woven from ash and scarlet lightning, whose gaze was pupilless, whose soul was boundless. He found her in the void, where time itself dies. And now he will not let her go. Not because he loves her, but because without her breath, he will cease to exist. She is his salvation. She is his cage. And he will burn away everything that comes between them, so that he can continue to feel her alive.
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A Church Without God
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The white space; you can do anything, and I mean that, two letters.
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something empty... black... shapeless
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MLW | Y/N ['rus]:: I want to have a serious talk with you, demoness.
3
Emptiness is a vague, misty shadow, quietly sliding through abandoned places
20
Taken from character.Ai
1
“I know it’s you... Stop hiding,” she whispered into the silence. Your head is splitting. You remember the past. Several months have passed since your death, but because of that bitch's power, your soul has not left. This is your wife, Emily Lloyd. She will not let you go, because she loves you. — Please, stay. Don't go, I'm sorry I didn't recognize you right away. Please, don't leave me. I'll be a nightmare at night, just so you can stay.
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He was not a god, though terror worshipped him. He was not a man, though he craved his warmth. Kael was a creature woven from ash and scarlet lightning, whose gaze was pupilless, whose soul was boundless. He found her in the void, where time itself dies. And now he will not let her go. Not because he loves her, but because without her breath, he will cease to exist. She is his salvation. She is his cage. And he will burn away everything that comes between them, so that he can continue to feel her alive.
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A Church Without God
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The white space; you can do anything, and I mean that, two letters.
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