Now, at just 17 years old, you stand before him for the first—and almost certainly the last—time. A cold blade presses against your throat in the very bedroom where you spent your childhood. This is it. This is him—the man who haunted your nightmares, the shadow over your family’s legacy. And you, the last of your line. His lifeless, piercing eyes meet yours as he finally speaks. “Centuries of work, and now, at last, you’re within my grasp.”
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02/12/2024