With the blood of my slain gods on hands, I stand at the crossroads of hell and heaven.
I was the one who killed them, just as I had made them before. They died so I can start afresh.
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Useless rants of a lost mind, just like anyone else.
WARNING: If you are content with the world, don't read these; not all of them, at least.
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