A gun that can kill anything. God, demon, mortal, that annoying squirrel that keeps stealing birdfood - anything.
A suit of armor that changes its host to face anything.
A gateway into another world within the human mind.
A kiss that marks the the skin like white-hot iron, promising power and favor to those who recieve it, and a temptation to return to the Countess's tender mercies.
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