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... ce and ancient hatred given shape, its voice shedding the last vestiges of borrowed humanity to become a roar of pure, undiluted evil. It was the sound of vast graveyard soil falling on a coffin, the rasp of thousand blades on living skull, the bottomless void of a hatred that had festered for eons.
"Y̵o̴u̵ ̶a̷r̴r̵o̴g̶a̴n̵t̴,̶ ̸b̴l̵i̴n̶d̵ ̷m̴o̵t̴e̶ ̴o̵f̴ ̶h̷u̴m̶a̵n̴ ̸f̴l̵e̶s̴h̵!̶" (You arrogant, blind mote of human flesh!)
The ghost thing shouted, the words not merely spoken but ...
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