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If you have found this, then the blood has accepted you.
And the seal is breaking—
My hands trembled.
The second I touched the scroll, the entire vault groaned. No earthquake. Just this deep, bone-chilling rumble like something had woken up.
I blinked.
And suddenly...I wasn't alone.
In front of me, an old man stood. Well, not a man.
Not exactly.
He looked human, yeah. Long silver hair, dark crimson robes, skin almost translucent. But then there were the horns.
Two of them, smooth and sharp like polished obsidian, curling backward from his head like a crown.
The Hollow King, I realised.
But more than fear I felt a sense of familiarity with the man.
But this wasn't him in person. This was a memory—no, a message.
Something sealed inside the scroll.
He raised his hand and began to speak in a language I didn't recognize…until I suddenly did.
As if something inside me remembered.
