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He was evil. His eyes held nothing but darkness, and his hands had destroyed worlds. He told me to be scared, that he would kill me, I would be nothing to him. And yet even though I knew what he had done, I knew I could not change him and I knew he would lead to my demise. Still...
I wanted him.
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