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RE: Black Star (A Finish The Story Contest Entry)
He became death; skin bubbled, fat boiled as men melted before him. Bloated, snaking intestines swelled, ripping through bulging flesh, lungs dissolved into a thick bloody bile, sputtering between contorted lips. A man who stood before the raw power of the Black Star paladin, died many deaths before he felt sweet release.
What a picture! Utterly speechless...