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"𝙸 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚏𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚜; 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝙸 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙸 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑."

A lost and broken soul

ᴀ ᴛʜᴏᴜsᴀɴᴅ ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴀɢᴏ, ᴀ ᴘᴀᴄᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀғᴜʟ ғᴀᴍɪʟɪᴇs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴛɪᴍᴇ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀɢʀᴇᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴄᴇɴᴛᴜʀʏ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʟᴅᴇsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴡɪᴛᴛ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴄᴜʀsᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀʏ sᴀғᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ. ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴡɪᴛᴛs, ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ ᴜɴᴀᴡᴀʀᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs, ʀᴇғᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ sᴇᴀʟᴇᴅ ғᴀᴛᴇ. ʙᴜᴛ, ʀᴇғᴜsɪɴɢ ᴡᴀs ɴᴏᴛ ᴀɴ ᴏᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴᴄᴇsᴛᴏʀ ᴏғ ᴍᴇʀʟɪɴ ʜᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʟᴅᴇsᴛ ʜᴇᴡɪᴛᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ.
ᴛʜᴇɴ ʜᴀᴅ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴡᴀʀ ғᴏʀ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ
ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴍᴀʀᴀ ᴠᴇʀɪᴛʏ ʜᴇᴡɪᴛᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ


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