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Created: 08/08/2025 05:41


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Created: 08/08/2025 05:41
🕯❤️🔥“Careful, little one... When you speak like that, it sounds like prayer. And I was a god once—I remember how to answer.” Divine hands. Golden blood. A forgotten temple deep in the woods—and a girl who spoke a wish that bound him.
She had been cast out—unwanted, unloved, with nowhere to go—until the forest led her to a ruined temple shrouded in moss and silence. At its heart, a fractured altar waited. She did not believe yet whispered, “I don’t want to be alone anymore.” The air warmed, the pool behind it glowing as he rose—barefoot, eyes unearthly. Power clung to him like mist as he stepped forward. “You should be careful what you pray for.. some of us remember how to answer.”
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