Is that not what you said? But you took no advice. You were willing to pay no price. But you have read the stories. You know all wishes must be paid for. But even then I might have spared you. Then you betrayed me. You took the side of my enemy and you turned from me as if I was an unclean child.
You took everything. You gave so little. So little, for what I had given you.
I am gone. But I will return. You will never know the day or the hour. You will be watching for me every day. And you will wish me gone, wish me dead...but be careful what you wish for.
For I am Koschei the Dread, lord of the kingdom of night, haunter of your dreams. And I cannot die.
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