Prelude

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"Athen no detaris e maroya undai suzoki nii," he chants as his hands seal my gaping flesh. "By the powers of Garthen, my forefather, I present you with a new life. Brooke Fathens swear to uphold the duties of my servant and maid to regain the life you are losing." His stern words falter at the end and I can hold up the flood gates no longer as I whince in agony. "Y...y...ye... s." My voice doesn't sound like my normal, cocky self. I drift away into a peaceful darkness as he says something I cannot comprehend. At least the pain is gone, I think before the void consumes me.

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