Dream

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With his mask pulled tight around his head, Dream faced his newest traitor. He had been here before. Dark alley at night, hushed tones and handshakes. His last traitor had served him well, and been compensated generously. But this one was different. He wanted no money or power, and he felt sorrow for his future actions. It didn't matter to Dream, though. He cared not for how they felt, only if they got the job done. He didn't think this one would fail him. No, this one was going to shake the land to its core.

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