Villius was sitting all alone in his dark and cold mansion. Reading a book who was on the table next to the chair he was sitting on. With for only light a candla who was almost dead. The flame wouldnt live long but just enough for him to finish the book. He was feeling the the fire on it, so restless and wild deep inside but still he was staying at the same place and was slowly dying. The city wasnt sleeping and outside of the mansion he had many enemies. Sephira and the lycan was two of them. Still reading his book silently and waiting.
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