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Merlinnn
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It was a sacred place, born from years of blind tradition. Whether human or not, you treated it as hollowed ground. Nobody dared go near it, not even the school kids who had been to the abandoned asylum, dared go near it. They didn't know why they just didn't. Maybe it was the fear it radiated, the anger it radiated... the pure hatred, it radiated. Either way, it was an old and empty place passed from generation to generation until only the purest blood would be spilt.