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Chapter 114 - Paterfamilias
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The deepest wounds are often inflicted by those closest to the heart... the sharpest blade is not the one wielded by an enemy, but by the hand that was once held in love; betrayal by a stranger may bruise the surface, but betrayal by family cuts to the core, leaving scars upon the soul. It is the ones who know us best—those who have seen our weaknesses, our vulnerabilities—who can cause the greatest pain when they turn against us.A traitor in the bloodline weaves a unique agony, one that no outsider's cruelty could ever rival. Their treachery runs deeper, as it is built on the trust and intimacy that only family can possess. The most devastating form of betrayal doesn’t come from an enemy’s malice, but from the heart that once beat alongside your own. It is not just the act of betrayal that stings—it is the memory of who they used to be, the shared moments, the bond that once felt unbreakable. That loss is what truly shatters the soul.When a loved one betrays, it strikes like a stor
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The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 121 - Heartache
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The Darkside of the Moon Chapter 122 - Funeral Blues
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