He finished the magic circle in solstice moonlight. Speaking the rite, he touched a gem to the soulless clone he’d placed in its center.
The crystal shattered as the long trapped consciousness within escaped.
Her eyes opened with life. “Peter?”
The middle-aged man cried embracing the teen. “Mom… you’re free.”
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Aethereal Engineer 
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