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10 - Tumbling Down
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Amaya had one more task to go through before retiring for the night. I offer my help on the condition she would enlighten my questions about today, starting with what made Jacob turn into a disfigured monster. I might have been quiet about it, but I haven't forgotten.
-"Fighting villains during the day, moping floor dooring the night. I got the feeling it should be the other way around, right?" I tried to build a conversation, but Amaya seemed indifferent.
We are currently moping the throne room, and other than the mop slashing water from the bucket to the tile floor, we had been in complete silence.
-"What made Jacob change into that monster? How does it happen?" I ask, successfully capturing her attention.
-"Darkling. The being we fought is called a Darkling." She whispers, stopping for a moment to inspect the surroundings. "We are not allowed to discuss it. No one really knows how you become one, there isn't much correlation bet
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