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Zhoron’s POV
How did one pray for salvation when they’d already prayed a thousand prayers?
How did one find the favour of gods they did not serve so they might grant one relief from their own patrons?
How did one find peace when they were being thoroughly hunted by a being that could not be killed?
I wished there was another in my mind to answer the questions, but my nyphilim cohorts were no more, and the one that did remain was a partner in crime to the very being weaving havoc throughout my life. I was on my own in my plight to find respite, but no matter how far I ran or what corners of this bleak planet I masked and claimed as my own, somehow, the imp always found me.
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