...when I unleash my fire. As the dawn of my wrath is spread across the land, no mercy shall be shown to those who have rejected my pain. The centuries of progress will become but a memory, as the cause of your death is fresh in your heart. Never will the longing of human desire be confronted with such a abrubt and painful end... Prepare ye,
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