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The night air reeks with the rotting flesh of my enemies. The cries of orphaned children float on the wind, accompanied by the soft rattle of bones. The heavens have closed up their gates and have abandoned you, the innocent, the frail, the still-living, to the tender graces of my care. When daylight breaks, all shall fall.I like anime, also Harry Potter. ::++~&*&~++:: heart heart heart heart
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