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Since the day I rushed back from Chamomile Mountain and discovered Aphellios's grotesque cursed form, I had barely left his side. The once vibrant and ethereal Aphellios now lay in a perpetual state of agony, his body contorted by the curse that seemed to devour him from within. His skin, once smoo...

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