"Seal something?" Evan raised an eyebrow hearing Octavius and signalled him to continue.
Octavius didn't continue immediately; instead, he fell into deep thought as if trying to remember something and said after a few minutes.
"It happened more than four thousand years ago so I don't remember clearly, but if my memory serves me right, I remember that I had just captured two talented kids in order to take away their talent and was planning to use them to create a blood soul-nourishing pill for myself when the Angel of Death broke into my mansion and captured me."
'Angel of Death...' For some reason, Evan flinched when he heard the words Angel of Death, and an image of a gentle-looking beautiful woman with golden hair and two wings on her back automatically appeared inside his mind.
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