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It was a form of silence that culled the loud chants of those who called to the void. The blade placed upon my neck. Scraping slowly against my skin. My throat tense with pressure.
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It was then things when still. That foreboding moment where I died. The darkness, the blood slipping from me. That scream.
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Where I open my eyes. Yo become something new. Reborn in a new life. As a God of magic, whales, and the void.
