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Chapter 43. Without you
Red Every time he believed fate couldn’t be this cruel, she proved him wrong. First, when he slowly found out about what was happening down in the Nursing fields, and that some of the highest ranking demons were a part of Euphyr’s corruption. Then when Anya started to fade away to the Black plague, drawing the last straw of his resolve. When he had to walk alone the entire Underworld to find answers how to stop the wraiths and the plague when no one believed him, only to come back to his home and city destroyed, and to inherit a silent war with a faceless enemy. He somehow made part of his people believe they could find better life and peace in the world of the living, because there was nothing more to wait for in the land of the dead. And what happened when they came here? Somehow betwee
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