The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The rain slicked the asphalt, turning the city into a blur of neon and shadow. I held my side. The pain was a hot wire, pulsing in time with my heart. I am a man of procedure. I do not believe in fate. I believe in protocols, in the clean logic of cause and effect. But tonight, the logic had broken. My name is Elias Thorne. I was a detective for twelve years before the incident. Now I am a...

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