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Previously

…The weight of that choice settled upon him, heavier than any earthly burden. He was a musician, a dreamer, haunted by the ghosts of past lives. Now, he was a soldier in a war he hadn’t known existed, his soul the prize. The neon lights outside seemed to pulse with a sinister energy, each flicker a siren call, each shadow a lurking threat. He was Elias Thorne, a man caught in the maelstrom of destiny, his music now a battle cry, his soul a battlefield. The pact was unveiled, and the true war had just begun.