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eBook Category: Fantasy
eBook Description: For the man named DuLaine, assassination was only the beginning. After being risen from death by a powerful wizard seeking atonement for his own sins, DuLaine finds himself at the beck and call of a demon, the target of the same assassins that killed him in the first place, and without a stitch of memory of who he was. To stay alive, DuLaine must learn his identity and come to terms with his past. Somewhere, tied to the mysterious woman that haunts his dreams, is the key.

eBook Publisher: The Fiction Works, Published: http://www.fictionworks.com, 2004
Fictionwise Release Date: April 2004

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Words: 67623
Reading time: 193-270 min.
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The demon watched with great interest as the man was about to die. This man was an evil man and certainly deserving of his death, but that was not what was so interesting. He had taken evil men into his fiery realm before, men much more evil than even he had been when he was a man, and this man was no exception. True, he was an especially evil one, but there was something within him that reminded the demon of himself long ago, a bit of good that shone out like a new piece of copper in the pitch.

But even that in itself was not so remarkable. The remarkable thing, the demon considered, was his amazing stroke of luck at the events which were beginning to transpire before him, events which he had waited decades for with only the glimmer of hope, a demon's hope. And now they were happening.

So now, instead of taking the soul of this man like he had done thousands upon thousands of times before to others, he did this single act which brought the whole thing into motion: he waited.

And he watched.

Perhaps the soul of a demon may not be redeemed, for if anything, what else could be so unredeemable? But at least in his own eyes, perhaps he may find just a bit of it, lurking somewhere in what used to be a glimmer of goodness, like a piece of copper among the pitch.