As a Cultivator, I know the circumstances of my birth is not as important as the way I face my end.
— ERIK ITO, TO ASBJÖRN
Fiend Lord, Patrick murmured.
Emotions flooded through Erik in ever-rising waves, waves of towering fear and anger, swells of heart-wrenching sadness and disgust, breaking over him as if trying to shatter his soul. Asbjörn! ASBJÖRN! Tears streamed down his pale eyelids. Mother, please no. Don’t do this to me. I’m begging you. Please!
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