Chapitre 208: The Origin
[Music Recommendation: How Villains Are Made ~ Madalene Duke]
"By the power of the blood moon, we call upon the legions of hell to take the life of this mortal and bring to him eternal darkness.
Let the undead grow to fight our battles and bring terror to our enemies' sight."
Younger Kael, kneeling in the center of the black-cloaked witches, listened as they chanted these words. All of them walked around slowly, their eyes moving up and down. The young boy wasn't worried about the witches; his eyes were on the wooden coffins. He wanted to know where his family would be taken. And if nothing else, he wanted to go with them.
L’AVIS DES CRÉATEURS 
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Pluma_W143 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real events, rituals, or practices is purely coincidental.
As you delve into this story, remember that magic is merely a figment of imagination. Don't try this at home, folks! (Seriously, please don't.) They're not real, and I don't want anyone to get hurt!
Cadeaux
-- Cadeau
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-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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