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[kit of phantomclan ★ prophet to death ★ male]
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Then his mind wandered, to the girl who hid when he joined. The way she smiled with only half a heart, the way her eyes shone.
She believed in the pain, and as Arch's face looked down, he felt nothing but the fakest emotion of all. Pity.
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