Labels:text | screenshot | font OCR: Team Eeeek: The Dawning Of An Age - Disciple of the Prince Page 65 As the Seven beautiful Servants raised him from the dias, Hymie slipped into unconsciousness; in his encroaching dreams, he was all powerful. " ... brother ... brother ... " Slipping away. . . Strength draining from my arms. . . Limbs gathering weight ... Sinking ... " ... brother . . . brother . . . service to the Prince ... " Why are the colors fading? Don't go! So bright! So pretty! Let me swim in your aura? Let me dance on the fragrance of your breath! ". . . Brother! . . . Brother Hymie? . . . service of the Prince !... " ... no. .. no . .. Don't take me away !. .. So nice, so free! No pain! No .. . heavy . . . too heavy? Don't make me so heavy ?... "Brother! Brother! Come out of it! Don't indulge yourself! The Prince ...
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