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The Prince of the Ombrae

In the Ombrae, people are whispering: "The King will never return," and the panic rose as the sky was menacing to send their soldiers to ravage the monstrosities living here. Banshees, zombies, vampires, and so many others were ready to leave the world they loved, to return to Earth and hide. When another rumor spread: "The Prince is coming", and in the heart of the damned, for the first time in a very long time, there was hope again. For those who have fallen in disgrace, those who want to be forgotten. It feels so cold in Ombrae. Where are our brothers and sisters, where are our children? It is so calm in Ombrae. Listening to the call of our King and then his son, the Prince, in the darkness we rise. It is so warm in Ombrae.

Dragoslawa · Fantasy
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Back against the floor, staring at you

Zuline looked into Jäwell's eyes for some time, taking in how lost he was, it was obvious to her at this moment that he had no idea what happened and what he did wrong. 

"You are an idiot," she whispered in anger. This made Jäwell smile, she was finally acting normal again, then, she took a long intense inspiration before she finally decided to explain. 

"We found this cavern for Clyss to be able to rest. Shortly after we arrived, Clyss started to lose his mind. His powers increased too fast and he was overwhelmed by the whispers he was hearing in the shadows. He connected to multiple worlds and every social interaction was incredibly hurtful to him."

Jäwell raised an eyebrow in surprise, "I noticed he was stronger than we planned when we made him, but why didn't you just teach him how to handle the situation?"