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In a dimly lit underground chamber, thick with ominous darkness, a mound of bones began to stir atop a sinister blood-etched magic circle. The skeletons clashed together before assembling into a humanoid form. At the same time, a ghostly essence enveloped the structure and merged with the bones.
The air trembled with darkness, and a black energy coursed through the remains. A fierce aura, heavy with malice and death, was drawn toward the skeleton's core, swirling as if sucked into a drain.
A moment later, eerie red light flashed in the sockets of the reassembled skull. The jaw creaked open, and the skeleton exhaled a chilling breath. "Phew… So, this is the past?"
Here was one of the calamities of the mortal realm, one of the most loyal lieutenants of the Monarch of Death. Here was a being who had reaped countless lives. The western governor of the Necropia Empire, Archlich Kalaf, had returned.
Kalaf shrouded himself in a cloak of darkness before stepping out of the magic circle and addressed the figures around him in a chilling voice. "So, you must be the agents of this era."
Given that his remains had been stored here, this must have been a site secured by...
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