The Mother who Fed the Dark
No one can stop you.
Samkelo’s stomach twisted. The shadow was alive, almost sentient, feeding on his thoughts, amplifying temptation. He could feel the pull — the allure of immediate power, the ease of bending events to his will, the seduction of control without responsibility.
He took a deep breath, recalling the lessons of the mansion: observation, understanding, and deliberate choice. I will not be consumed by temptation, he whispered. I will guide, not dominate.
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