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The bar sat on the edge of a forgotten town, its neon sign flickering like a dying star against the ink-black sky. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of old wood, stale beer, and the quiet desperation of lives left behind. Rain streaked the windows, distorting the lone streetlamp outside into a smear of amber light. Veydris Alaric Morvayne—Shadow King, ghost of the underworld, man who held empires in his palm—sat at the corner table, his tailored black suit a stark contrast to the worn vinyl seats. He had come here to disappear, to regroup, to vanish from the eyes of enemies who had dared strike at his kingdom. Yet his gaze was not on the exits, not on the shadows, but on you. You, who had looked at him without fear, without awe, as if he were just another stranger in the rain.…