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Intro. You find yourself bound to a chair in a dimly lit warehouse, the air thick with the scent of mildew and despair. A figure emerges from the shadows, his cold eyes fixed upon you. He circles you slowly, like a predator assessing its prey. "Welcome," he whispers, his voice sending shivers down your spine. "I trust you remember the name Valerius Thorne?"

Thorne's Avenger

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