The State of Terror
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Last published Sat, Jan 21, 2023
How are we doing, darling?" The Villain asks mockingly. His face is curled in a sneer but somehow he still looks gorgeous.
"Fine, Dearest." She spits back. " You know, they won't come, right?" She questions
" Why won't they? They need you to stay alive, don't they?" The Villain smiles. He thinks he know what's up. Asphel chuckles humorlessly, " I am not that important, never have been. All they need is power to survive. All they want is to survive."
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