The Man I Saved, The Monster He Became
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" the emcee announc
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invite our distinguished guests to guess! The guest who correctly i
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he cooed, her voice drip
to Elara. I feel just awful about that little m
hand towards me,
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surged t
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in the suddenly
. Mur
m, his fingers dig
torted in anger.
he remaining crystals, desperatel
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ber
of gold, almost invisible un
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e looked
ve a sub
to the audience, his
he announced
display, not to #17, but to a d
ed his
mash
, revealing a hollow,
Nothin
That wasn't my Seed.
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