I wanted poison. Something strong.
Something absolute that can bind ghouls so that they obey.
To this end, I trapped them all in a skull.
Snakes, beasts, humans...poisonous beings, poison-resistant beings, the whole gamut.
Six months have passed.
No screaming. No cries.
Only a child's voice remains.
But...is it really a child? Or is it...something else?
I must open the skull now.
If absolute poison lies within,
ghouls, humans...and even this very world will be in our grasp.
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