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My future is falling from my grasp.
Huntfield has been lost in the asylum riots and the Primal taken. My experiments below Northcrest still produce nothing. No elements seem to be able to replace the original stone from below The City. Nor can I stabilize the dissonance between the pieces.
If only I still had the book, I wonder if reversing the procedure would be the key to success. But now even the body of the girl is lost to me.
Time is running out. My body is failing and I cannot allow the people to see me like this. I have decided to stay within the confines of Northcrest and operate through Thaddeus.
How did this happen? Things were supposed to be better than this. A golden age.
I refuse to surrender the fight for progress.
I am not my father.