A deep growl came from their throat like a massive beast who had been enraged for time without reckoning,
"The end draws near once more, will you still make the same decision out of your greed and endless craving, or will you free me from my torment?... I have asked this question so many times, and now I no longer care for your answer, your actions and your silence are deafening, I have been blind for so long, and now I am coming for it all, one way or another, this torture must end!"
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Carefully placing the eight units of Aetherium aside, Rowan continued with his previous activities before he was interrupted by the surprising addition of a new bloodline to his soul. He had been attempting to form his fourth-dimensional Will.
