The puppet's wooden mouth split even wider, cracking at the edges. Thick, black-red blood began to gush out

from the widening seam, and it poured in streams that made the sight almost unbearable.

Tiana and Chantelle instinctively drew closer to each other, a bone-deep chill gripping them. A shared,

unspoken fear filled the air-something terrible was about to descend.

The puppet chuckled. "Stanley, I've waited for you here... in this cursed Underworld Kingdom of the Dead...

for 100 years. From the moment they buried me, I knew you'd never let go. Even after all this time, I knew

you'd still crave the Elixir of Immortality."

Stanley shouted, his voice wild with denial. "No! No, you're not real! You can't be real! I saw you die-l

remember everything! I was there when the Demon Queen forced the arsenic poison down your throat!

"First, you vomited blood, even spitting up your internal organs! Then, you went into convulsions while the

light in your eyes gradually dimmed and was replaced by blood red..."

The puppet's entire body began shaking violently, letting out a malevolent roar that echoed through the

chamber.

"Why? I treated you as a brother among our people, as my own flesh and blood, only to have you betray me

in the end! Why did you hand me over to die?"

The fear drained from Stanley's face, replaced by a cold, snarling grin. "Why? Simple-because I wanted to

live forever. I wanted the Elixir of Immortality, Maximillian. You can't blame me for that.

But I knew even then what the Elixir meant. It was a miracle, a gift

drink it was to defy death and become

that kind of temptation."

had to die in

for being heartless and

the puppet collapsed onto the floor. Its voice screeched through the

and fury.

suffer and die in agony from

this to me? You don't deserve eternity-you don't even deserve to live! I've waited for

for 100 years!"

let out

as more blood

its face, though no

understand where all

was coming

out of thin air, the

viscous blood flowing endlessly

the

eyes, nose, and other facial features, making it

filled with hatred

it.

I must kill you and make

grew weaker but more venomous with each

echoed through the tomb like the sound of a

victory.

in this world, it's too bad that

kill you back then,

knew no bounds

over his childhood

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