He sought the power of the divine. He looks for it everywhere. A promised destruction is written. Slyth would do anything to earn it. Blinded by the promise, no one knows what he was capable of. Not even riches would fill up his eagerness. Not even the conscience when his hands are soaked in blood. He's not driven by greed but the greed himself.
"Sir, we the official from the Imperial Palace have been captured by the Imperial Guards." The news pauses him reading the paper in his hand.
"He's just a fool. We already knew where are thresholds. We continue to look for the girl, even in the human realm."
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"Open his door." He commanded. His servants rushed towards the door, unlocking the knob. After that, they made away for the duke to proceed inside. He scanned the room. Matheo is no lo
