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... Once used by the Great Old Ruler, He Who Must Not Be Named, the mighty [King in Yellow]. Those not of equal status cannot fully harness its power.

Yellow Sign: The mighty [King in Yellow] takes an interest in you.

He wasnt merely observing me all this time; he had been examining my mask.

Before this mask was an artifact with useful capability, it was an object connected to a mythical being. Among such items, there are those that can seduce or control the minds of those ar ...

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