He gazed at the gem, its glow urging him closer.

Touch.

A voice not his own whispered in his mind. He was no stranger to foreign voices, but this one was different. It seemed to wrap around him, and within him all at once. It clouded his mind and soon all he could see was the gem. All he could hear was the whispering voice.

Touch.

Come.

Become One With The Gem.

"Faker, stop! What the heck are you doing?"

The urgent cry went ignored, unheard by azure ears.

Touch.

Come.

Join.

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