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Aegon had found himself back at Void, it seemed like many souls were wandering around the place, killed by some of the vampires that laid within. This night, however, was quieter than most. Despite being pulled there, he found himself ready to go home, coming out of an alleyway and becoming visible once more. A vampireâs presence wasnât unusual, but the voice that was paired with it was a blast from the past. âOtto,â he came to a stop, pushing his hands into his pockets now as he looked around, âWhat does it look like? Iâm fine. Iâm here, arenât I?â He managed a smile, huffing out a laugh, âWhy are you half way across the world?â
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âWell you arenât a witch anymore.â Otto listened for the sound of the otherâs heartbeat, a rhythm heâd become so familiar with in the time that they had known each other - but there was nothing. The scents that passed through the air were trash from the alley that Aegon had come out of, the bakery down the street, the blood pumping in the bar at his back. But before Otto had had difficulty restraining himself from the other, at all times he wanted to bury his fangs in the witchâs neck and drink the magic within. Otto had no such urge now. âAre you-â no heartbeat, no blood. Otto was never going to be a scholar but he could at least put this much together. âyouâre dead.â
