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MEN -- ONE IN MANY MEN. EACH ONE -- WHETHER GOOD OR EVIL -- A<br />

MONSTER, WHO CASTS A SHADOW UPON EXISTENCE."<br />

"A... sha<strong>do</strong>w upon existence?"<br />

"OH, YES." The pillar's heads narrowed their eyes and smiled grotesquely.<br />

"EACH TIME YOU DIE, 'IMMORTAL,' YOU CAST A SHADOW... EACH TIME YOU<br />

DIE, ANOTHER DIES IN YOUR STEAD. THESE SHADOWS... THEY GATHER,<br />

HUNGERING FOR YOU, WITHIN THE FORTRESS OF REGRETS. HOW MANY<br />

TIMES HAVE YOU PERISHED, NAMELESS ONE? HOW MANY HUNDREDS...<br />

THOUSANDS... HAVE DIED, BECAUSE OF YOU?" The pillar trembled with<br />

wicked glee; its heads pulled faces and gurgled mockingly at me.<br />

"Is that all you have <strong>to</strong> say, Pillar?"<br />

The heads abruptly ceased their laughter. "NO. YOU BEAR MANY NAMES;<br />

EACH HAS LEFT THEIR SCARS ON YOUR FLESH:"<br />

The names rolled from rotting lips in a grim incantation, rhythmic and<br />

terrible, "LOST ONE... IMMORTAL ONE... INCARNATION'S END... MAN OF A<br />

THOUSAND DEATHS... THE ONE DOOMED TO LIFE... RESTLESS ONE... ONE OF<br />

MANY... THE ONE WHOM LIFE HOLDS PRISONER... THE BRINGER OF<br />

SHADOWS... THE WOUNDED ONE... MISERY-BRINGER... YEMETH...<br />

"YOU ARE AS SILVERED GLASS THAT HAS CRACKED... SHATTERED, AND THE<br />

PIECES SCATTERED ACROSS HISTORY. YET ONLY ONE PIECE IS OF IMPORT.<br />

REGAIN THAT, AND YOUR LIFE SHALL BE YOURS ONCE MORE. THERE WILL BE<br />

A PRICE. THIS PRICE WILL BUY YOU A CHANCE. WITHOUT THE CHANCE, YOU<br />

ARE DOOMED. YOU HAVE LOST THAT WHICH IS NEVER MEANT TO BE<br />

SEPARATED FROM MAN. YOUR MORTALITY HAS BEEN STRIPPED FROM<br />

YOU... LOST. IT EXISTS, BUT YOU MUST FIND IT BEFORE YOUR MIND IS LOST<br />

TO YOU AS WELL."<br />

And then it clicked in<strong>to</strong> place. The <strong>death</strong> <strong>of</strong> Pharod, the sha<strong>do</strong>ws <strong>be</strong>ginning<br />

<strong>to</strong> hound me soon after. It was <strong>to</strong>o convenient, the way they always pursued<br />

us as if sent by a guiding hand, striking when I was weakest. The sha<strong>do</strong>ws<br />

must've <strong>be</strong>en the ones that murdered Pharod, who had pointed me along<br />

the path I now walked on. Yes, <strong>not</strong>hing could've left that stench <strong>of</strong> dread<br />

when I found his broken corpse in Illwind Court.<br />

I needed <strong>to</strong> know. "Somethings hunts me, <strong>do</strong>esn't it? Who is my killer?"<br />

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