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December 3 - December 4, 2025
“But it’s impossible. You cannot exist. The Ig’Morruthens died in the Gods War.”
We already have three of The Hand of Rashearim here. Anything that could kill them either died in the war or has been sealed away for centuries.
Ah, yes, the book. The reason we were running all over, searching Onuna.
Bloodthirsty Queen. It was who they were expecting, who they feared—and rightly so. She had earned her reputation over the centuries.
“The fabled World Ender. The legend. The Son of Unir. Wielder of the Blade of Oblivion. And where is he?”
I didn’t remember how long we talked, but somewhere amidst her laughter and smiles, I decided I would rip the world apart for her.
“You already consume my every waking thought. Must you consume my dreams as well?”
Don’t be the one to make her fall if you have no intention of catching her.”
“That’s eight ways now, because when we leave here, I’m going to fuck the word friend out of your vocabulary.”
“The prophecy remains. One falls, one rises, and the end begins. It was foretold and will remain. One carved from darkness, one carved from light. The world will shudder.”
What I feel for you is overwhelming, and I cannot stop it. I do not know what I am doing. Do you understand that? I have the weight of the entire universe on my shoulders. I had a plan, and then you crashed into my life, making me ignore all reason. You make me trek through Onuna, taking me to places with loud music and overly sugary treats. You make me stay at castles with pretentious vampires. You make me laugh, make me smile, make me feel. You make me feel normal and allow me to forget that I am the sole ruler, because you see me when you look at me. I hate it, Dianna! I hate that I have
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