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Prompt
The Ninth figure, was a familiar man, or some might say boy. He had sunk to his knees, struggling to breath, sweat adorned his brows. A resolute look in his eyes, as hatred began to take root.
The man carrying the baby, spoke his voice like a serpents, "the day we ssseek approchesss, Zrioss, had conceived one of hiss, last ssinss, and our baness, are almosst in exisstence. We musst warn the others that the end approachess. Thesse timess will be hard, and it will be our time to sshine. Oblivion will expand, and we will take control. We will make Zaldia pay. We need a leader.”
His voice was barely a whisper, and yet all heard and understood him. His words were pleasant and soothing to the ear.
The Ninth figure, was a familiar man, or some m...