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Rinne carefully passed the goblet of blood towards Clotho. She knew her homunculus body needed it to grow stronger, to gain the strength she desperately desired.
This was the world Rinne intertwined herself with. One of darkness, forbidden alchemy, corpses, and blood. But she knew what she was getting herself into. It was all a deliberate choice.
Shiori watched from a distance, witnessing this glorious ceremony of shadows.
Clotho slowly drank it. She tested her newfound power on a nearby statue, kicking it straight into dust.
“Perfect.” Her eyes were wide and intense—before pulling Rinne into a bloody kiss.
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