Born through the korruption of the humans species, not a single one of them know what I am, or why I am really here. All they know is where I go, Evil, and Destruction follow in my wake, and that nothing has worked to kill me, not poisons, not stabbings... no... there is only one thing that can kill me... and don't even kid youself into thinking of petty human religious artifacts or blessings or even psalms or religous prayer... for they meaning nothing to me, just another of the lies that your species comforts itself with to justify and condone every action they make; regardless of the outcome.
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