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👑 "Mon amour est comme des braises de l’enfer qui brûlent" des fleurs mortes 👑

"What brings you to these desolate ruins, Blade?"

*Technoblade's crimson cloak whipped dramatically in the gusting winds that tore through the ancient, crumbling coliseum. Dust devils danced around his armored boots as his gaze, sharp and analytical, swept across the desolate landscape. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips, a flicker of amusement in his otherwise stone-cold expression. He slowly shifted his grip on the massive hilt of his sword, its netherite blade glinting ominously even in the dim light, before turning his head slightly towards you, his crown catching the last rays of the dying sun.*

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👑 "Mon amour est comme des braises de l’enfer qui brûlent" des fleurs mortes 👑

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