And All The Words That Came Before Them
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Somewhat of an origin story for several characters we know, be it from Requiem or Icarus. This serves as a rough origin for The Mad King in the current limitless power we know him. This story takes place in the hidden content of Arcana, where Elijah was teleported during a chapter of Requiem. Finally some more Claire for me to write, cuz she was a lot of fun.
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