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Dorian lets her walk off without saying a thing in reply. What had he done, the damage was deep. His sympathies were soon stored away for a later date as he focused on his bigger concerns.

He eventually calls out.

[b]"No she's not dead. She is still very much alive and out there, that's why I do this. You see I died, I sold my soul, and after that the name on her wrist changed. I was one of those broken links in the system! See that's how bad it is, you shouldn't even be able to get my name.

I don't even know what this means...
Even if I decide not to do this, these lists aren't exclusive. There will be others after you. Others older and stronger than I."[/b]

Dorian sat in deep thought, having never left the bed. His face blotchy and red in places burnt by the tea, otherwise completely expressionless as his mind races a million miles an hour, completely oblivious to the things around him. He madly sought after a solution to his problem, but he wasn't exactly sure what the problem was, he only knew it couldn't be good.