EDITED.
"It is written in the Holy chronicles. They say vengeance belongs to Promusni. But I am made in his perfect image," ~Araneae Ruber.
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"Oh! Merciful mother of Promusni, listen to my humble prayer. Watch over me, so I may find my path and I may choose the right road for their death. Laho!"
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#Stuck in the Abyss#
LUELLA'S BODY curled into a ball, as her eyes remained closed like she was sleeping. She was falling into the depth of darkness.
[You did well.] A voice called out to her, waking her up from her passive sleep. She slowly uncurled her body and rubbed her eyes fully, waking herself up.
