My friend Edmund Fray
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"You wish to be like me, The Great Edmund Fray"
The man spoke, his pupils white, skin and teeth looked and smelled as if he had been rotting for centuries. His hand gripped the girl's neck as her eyes rolled to the back of her head, mouth agape and she seized aggressively.
"Then you will be like me, The Great Edmund Fray."
"....Ares"
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