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  1. Thanks man long time no see. I am glad to see this place is still thriving.
  2. I thought I might pop back in here and just see what was going on. Not sure I am going to do any writing yet. However I am hoping something catches my interest. I love the new site design though and I look forward to poking around and reading what everyone is up to.
  3. Thinking of a time when all was what it seemed, when fate was just a word and my arms far away, from these chains that bind locking me away.

  4. Darkness, there was only the sweet silence of eternity all around. A warm embrace that brought him peace nothing else. How long had he been asleep? He could only recall there had been pain and so much loneliness but that was gone. The sleep had brought it all to an end and the warmth had driven away his pain. He was everything and nothing and in this place he had been set free. From what he did not know, he only remembered a terrible weight lifted from his shoulders one he had carried for eons. Then in the darkness he heard a mournful call his entire existence shook, he felt cold that tore and bit at his soul something was pulling upon him calling to him. He fought it he wanted to stay here inside the warmth forever it was safe here there was no pain and he didn’t understand why anything would take that away from him and then it happened everything fell apart. Fated blue orbs opened into the dark, shining light upon a place which had not seen it’s like in an eternity. He could feel something curling around him with wraith like tendrils whispering into his ear it bade him to sleep and yet there was the pull drawing him outward. He could hear them all, thousands upon thousands. Feel their anguish and pain, they called out for a hero, a protector and he was supposed to answer their call? How did he know that? There was this feeling of cold certainty that overwhelmed him. That was his place, he was the blight against the darkness, the protector of the innocent and he had allowed their call to go unanswered for too long. He fought then, twisting free even as the unearthly pull drew him forward in the darkness. The darkness chased him its tendril’s licking at his flesh with unearthly warmth and yet he denied them. This was wrong he did not belong here. His place was with the voices, his place was to silence their pain and drive away their woe.. He was a .. what was he? A word danced on the edge of his subconscious and yet it was denied him. Then came the light a blinding light that deprived him of his sight, he was falling or was he flying? He could not tell, anymore as if up had become down and forward backwards and then he simply stopped his eyes opened to a foreign world. The entire place stank of death and destruction and yet somehow he felt so at home. Even this terrible weight that settled upon him seemed like the soft touch of an old friend. For a moment there was confusion in his eyes. Who am I? The thought wandered into his mind, he did not know who or what he was let alone a thing about this place he had suddenly come into and yet he knew so much. The buildings around him they were dwellings. The poor souls littered around him were humanoid and had been defenseless against whatever had done this and most of all this angered him beyond belief as if it offended him to his core. The weak were to be defended not beaten and broken this way before their light had ever been given a chance to shine. His eyes opened wide to the world around him as the wind blew clean through long platinum locks his skin prickling as if it were on fire. He wore armor though he could not recall its origin, light as a feather its metal shown with such brightness, surface riddled with ancient runes he knew this was his for it had always been his but even more he knew something was coming. Someone was here and he called out his voice still weak. “ Run they are coming” His words nearly heralded them into existence, dark wraith like creatures that seemed almost smoke and yet they were somehow solid and imposing. In in their ghostly grasp they carried dark metal scythes and as one burst into existence at his side it swung for his throat as if content to take his life. What happened next was a pure matter of instinct for though his brain knew not what it was doing his body did and it was sharp and deadly. He ducked with lightning speed right hand swinging upward as he passed inches beneath the hooked blade fingers curling at the long haft of the weapon as he used the incredible momentum of the strike to pull himself upward and around, his feet collided with the beast and it was staggered as he completed his flip twisting the weapon from its grasp completing the maneuver as he brought the beasts own blade down upon its neck and it shattered ceasing to exist as if the dark blade it carried were its only bane. He met the other two with a great battle cry that echoed into the heavens “ In myth might and song!” He roared though he knew not the meaning of his words and now he knew his enemy. The Etherium the keepers of lost souls in the spirit realm, horrible beasts when in the living world. They could suck the very soul from a mortal dragging it into the abyss for eternity. Surely he had been in their grasp, did that mean he had been dead? He met his enemies two to one as his single blade made contact with their own and yet his strength was absolute he held them as if they could not over power him. His rush carrying them backwards as he spun around them the blade crossing both and they vanished. The burning feeling on his flesh subsided and he knew they were no more his form toppling to the ground the scythe still clinched in his hands. He was cold, so cold and the voices so strong now. They cried out for help and yet there were so many. How could he possibly help them all? A terrible sadness settled on him and he simply rested there trying to gain some form of balance. He looked around and then up at the sky just staring as if mesmerized. “ What am I?” He asked perhaps of the sky but truly no one in particular. “ Who am I? “ He knew certain things for certain, he was some kind of warrior, he had fought and fought. Though he could not recall against what he grasped his head in his hands as if trying to wrench the information from his mind. The voices were tarring at him, calling to him and he begged them to stop with all of his will as they went silent in his mind his eyes finally seeming to gain clarity as he staggered to his feet. Someone had been here before and he called out to them. “ Hello is anyone there? I promise I won’t hurt you I just need help.” He had to find out at least where he was he did not know if those things would be back and he might not be so lucky the next time standing out in the open like this
  5. He would spin loose from his enemies arcing high up into the air a sudden and rather somber look coming to his face as something tickled the back of his mind something familiar and then he became the light personified as for but a moment he rolled back the hands of time itself to bring the world to a tremble. Power radiated up around his body arcing and popping like blue thunder all around as even the very force of his will became enough to drive his enemies into the ground. Brighter and brighter his aura shown his hair growing spiraling down well past his waist like golden fire. His Power was sky rocketing time itself sweeping away from his face as his eyes shown with bright blue fire his entire being focused on this one place in time and with this transformation he brought hell to the earth. The world trembled far across the ocean computers blared to life without warning as a massive tectonic disturbance registered baffling scientists it was as if the entire earth had leaped up in revolt. Even with all of this chaos his power was still rising driving the enemy back into the portals as it sought any refuge it could from a storm it had never expected. Not on this world or perhaps ever at all as a warrior from a time long past brought his very being to bare. The sky darkened clouds swirling energy exploding before his form as his muscles rippled shirt taring away to the on storm revealing a chest marred by centuries of battle dark crosses beginning to etch themselves into his very flesh blood carried away upon the wind as he roared like a wild animal. She wanted cover then she was going to get cover he just hoped she hadn't been slipping cause he was counting on not blowing her away in the process. Bright light would resonate from deep within the etchings as one by one a heavenly counterpart to their grotesque design would form in the air the now darkened sky overwhelmed with unearthly light prism after prism joining in a network across the sky. The warrior would focus on his enemies with deadly intent, they ran but they did not run far enough. His words were calm almost a hiss. " Let weigh heavy the consequence of sin... Judgement Cross!!!" It fell like the fires of the end of days, thousands upon thousands of beams of light joining to form a great crucifix in the air as light exploded from within it engulfing the entire area almost as if it sought out destruction could feel the intent in the hearts of his enemies and chased it to bring their annihilation flowing through their own gates even as power levels uncounted simply found themselves snuffed out of existence by this apocalyptic tide of death. They no longer tried to come through they fled from the death that sought their throats and when finally it relented nothing remained but destruction the ice having melted turned to a near lake as it flowed downward into the sea and in its midst he stood steam rising all around his voice cracking with strain as his power resonated outward. " Close the damn thing I can't do that again.. ." He said as his power faded hair returning to black and the ancient warrior fell to his knees crimson falling from his lips to fade into the water as he barely managed to fall upon a remaining cap of ice breathing hard and ragged as if something which would have been merely a parlor trick in his prime had depleted most of his energy. His eyes darted frantically into the distance he had to get back to Kaylee and soon she was safe but all of this had probably frightened the poor kid out of her wits.. worse he could feel a power level coming fast ... the only other power level on this planet like his ... he was going to have to listen to bullshit and that was the last thing he wanted for a moment he pondered if one could put a grown son up for adoption. Then his heads spun and he knelt trying to steady his breath.
  6. Floors, by all the gods and powers in the universe he hated floors. He would rather fight his way naked through a heard of pissed of banshees with a taste for sausage than do this and yet he did it day after day. How did one fall this far? He used to fight battles that shook the universe itself, raise so much hell and now here he was in a high school mopping the floors after a bunch of snot nosed little shits had basically thrown up all over it. At least he had some silence class had let out a few hours ago and it was just him in the school. He dipped his mop in the water ringing it out before sliding his bucket in the closet and walking toward the door. His reflection caught him in the mirror and as always it caused him to cringe. He had aged well as was common for his race, he looked no different than he had a hundred years ago really but this person was not him not really. This dirty man in a blue jump suit who worked at menial tasks to fill his day was a far cry from the man he kept trapped inside. He heard his cellphone ring and fished it out of his pocket fidgeting annoyingly with it before finally getting it to work. He was never going to get used to this stupid thing, there was a drawer in his house full of the smashed remains of a hundred of these things. " Hey kiddo what's going on" He asked only to be greeted by the annoyed voice of his son. " Can you get Kaylee dad I need to work late tonight. " He hardly got a yes out before the phone clicked and he frowned. Kid was just like him, too busy fighting his own battles to notice his kid was growing up. He had been like that too and he supposed this was all his fault but he sighed stepping out and locking the doors behind him. The school campus was deserted it was six pm and the music practice would be letting out soon down the path. He made his way down to the elementary school and leaned against a post waiting and after a while the most important thing in his battered existence came running out the doors. His granddaughter a small black haired girl wearing jeans and a black t shirt came running out the building and dove at him determined to squeeze his head off his shoulders. " Grandpa!! " She said overjoyed but a moment later her eyes darted around. " Dad is working huh?" There was a barely masked disappointment in her voice that broke the old warriors heart and he sighed ruffling her hair as he carried her on his hip like she weighed nothing. He said hes coming to your concert .. ill choke him if he doesn't" He promised as he sat her down in front of him. " So how about we have some pizza huh just me and my favorite granddaughter?" She laughed a little and started walking "As long as I don't have to eat any more of your stew gramps. " She punctuated this by contorting her face in a disgusted look as if just the thought had soured her stomach. " Hey my stew is great ill have you know"! He said as she shook her head at him and he started laughing. He was half way to her when something changed. There was an odd heavy feeling to the air as if everything were having trouble moving. Instinct it was all that saved him, years and years of battle that caused him to move unconsciously and it probably saved them both. He leaped forward curling himself around the little girl as the entire area exploded in a blind light, when the smoke cleared everything was wrecked he was standing a great crater his smoking form still wrapped protectively around her. He didn't have time to do much before two dark cloaked figured appeared in front of him and two blasts of purple energy were slammed against his body sending him flying through the building behind. The little panicked watching her grandpa get hurt and tried to run to him but the two strangers grabbed her by the arms causing her to scream as they started to walk away and as that scream echoed through the air all hell broke loose. The building he had been thrown through erupted in a massive explosion as he came flying out of it his form blurring out of existence as he appeared between the two his hands raised and blasted them backwards grabbing the girl only to be met as the two returned striking at him with their hands. He was a flurry of movement watching as he ducked underneath each shot eventually slipping passed and shoving the two into one another. " You are way too slow and your attacks lack coordination.. you will never beat me like that. " He said a small smirk cornering on his face. " What in the hell are you? and this is how we are going to beat you." He said as a cloud of dark cloaked warriors appeared around them. The smirk only widened as he took it all in. " Good answer as for what I am.. I am someone you really should have just let go have pizza with his granddaughter. " He said as he grabbed her up and leaped into the air. They fell on him in mass, a flurry of punches and kicks as he became lost in the midst of them only to burst out at high speed straight up into the air. " Grab onto my back " Was all he said as the little girl clung to his neck once he reached the apex of his jump he cupped his hands and let out a massive roar as energy leaped from them driving his assailants down into the ground. He spun around to leave but found more and more almost appearing out of thin air. This was no problem except he had his granddaughter and they were in the middle of a heavy populated city. This was not the old days people were not accustomed to seeing things like this he had to get out of here. " Here's and oldie but a goodie he said as he put his sunglasses on Kaylee's face " SOLAR FLARE!!" He yelled out as the entire space between them became filled with a blinding light and he shot off like a bolt into the distance. He had to lead them away from here before someone saw something they didn't need to see. Magic and pretty much all of what was left of his era had gone out of this world and there was pretty much a unwritten rule that the ones who remained did not show normal people the reality of what they could do. Their minds could not handle it and it risked the peace of this world. He shot out over the ocean rocketing across the Atlantic and then shot sideways he knew they were following him, he could feel their energy. Just what the hell are power levels like that doing on this planet? He wondered as he spiraled downward into a deep ice cap, this was what they called Antarctica and he knew he had little chance of running into anyone out here. He paused in front of mountain his hand raising as a door suddenly opened and he pushed the girl inside. " Stay here until grandpa comes back... he smiled reassuringly. as he shut the door and shot upward again leading them away. He gained a few miles before he turned around and they began to materialize all around him. " You guys really should of just left when you had the chance. " He said as he suddenly vanished darting from form to form a single well placed blow beginning to pile each one up on the ground until finally all that could be heard was painful groaning of the pile of humanoid that he left behind him. Yet they kept coming as if there were no end to them he could feel the power levels descending on him, his kid was never going to believe this wasn't his fault not for a second these assholes were ruining his day. He roared as his dark hear rose up around him turning a golden hue that illuminated the ice in a dazzling display. He hated to do this, at this power level the older ones around were going to feel him including his son but he had to get this over with as quickly as possible and get her back home he could sort the rest out later. The energy expanded outward from his body engulfing them all and for a moment the veil on their attacks slipped. He could see it, they were slipping through the dimension itself using some kind of void.. and one he couldn't seal anymore.. maybe back in the day but he was a hundred percent saiayan now power like that was beyond, he was just gonna have to hope he could run them out of men, this was going to be more of a pain in the ass than he thought and with that he dove in a gain bloody flying as he fought against the growing number of combatants.
  7. Peace, how long had it been since he was allowed peace or the feeling of being whole. The warmth of the spring permeated his very existence and the warrior seemed entirely lost to the day and yet it seemed he had a visitor? Human contact, the prospect made his skin tingle as memories from a long faded life flooded his mind. The blade resting above his shoulders at the side of the spring suddenly rattling within its sheath like a hungry beggar only to find his hand resting upon it silencing its chorus. One curious eyes would open to glance about the place, the noise was a nice touch but entirely unnecessary. He would listen to the traveler as if her words were in some foreign language for a moment before nodding his head. These were the first true interactions he had taken up since his rise from damnation and the truth was he realized just how long it had been since he had spoken anything but the tongues of those with which no one should ever converse. He smiled a slight squint to his brow as he did. " I do not believe I own this place that I don't. " He said mildly surprised at the chipper quality of his voice. There was a traveled tone to it that spoke of lands unheard and fated meetings with cultures that perhaps had never been seen in these parts yet still there was a quality to his voice that belied those eyes now hidden in the small quint of his eyelids. Indeed he sounded like .. him again.. The years had indeed been pulled back that was exactly it .. this voice of his was that of the man he had once mimicked to survive in those first years during the war. For a moment he could almost smell the blood of truly ancient battles. Kyoto a place of war and strife and the proving ground for those who would shape the future of a country and yet that was another time, and place on a world that to his knowledge no longer existed. He was the ghost of a dead world, something he was continuously reminded of. Most might have reacted with caution to some random person meeting them in such a secluded place but he just sat there completely relaxed his eyes now watching the sky as he munched slowly at his second rise ball. The taste and the texture mixing in his mind to evoke more memories. The look on his sisters face the first time she had tasted his cooking as if all that was wrong in the world had concentrated itself in that one tiny rice ball. Of course now he could make them fairly well but a small boy was never fit to care for a child even if he had done his best back then. He stopped there as if brushing up against a door he would rather leave locked. " This water it is amazing is it not? " He asked smiling as he moved his hand through it lazily as he closed his eyes again attempting to float away from this place for a moment. " I do not mind company at all that I don't I could use some company actually a place this pretty should be squandered all to the presence of one person its a gift from the gods. " He mentioned gods and then briefly realized that might have been a bad idea. For all he knew this person could be some sort of religious fanatic and he had no clue what gods were worshiped here or even the origin of this world.
  8. Interesting.. The thought rolled listlessly across the samurai's mind as he made the slow winding trek of the mountain side. How long had it been? Just how much time had slipped away from his grasp in the shadowy space of history that filled the gap between his last life and this one? He could no longer recall his memory instead filled with the sickening ring of the chains of hell as they had floated all around, the sting of the torturers knife as he carved endlessly at his flesh.. Each time at the end of a decade he had been asked if he would serve the dark and each time he had denied the proposition opening the gates of pain all over again. His body made whole so that the entire dastardly process could begin again. Worst of all of it had been the mocking voices .. the dead of his eons rejoicing in the pain of the one whom had sent them to the depths of the same fire filled prison. Then just like that it had been over. The light of the sun burning his newly awakened eyes as he found himself in this foreign world. His flesh restored to him. Not the demonic flesh he had spent eons building through one indiscretion after another absorbing demon after demon but the flesh of the human he had once been. How like his original home this place was, civilization always in flux always at the whim of chaos and yet it was not was it. He stopped to for a moment contemplatively as he looked down into a pool of water at the side of the path. This person he hardly recognized as himself staring back at him. This youth of twenty summers with his unmarred face and raven black hair that would have fallen to his waste if it were not bound to his scalp. Nothing remained of how he had once defiled himself save the off hue of his eyes as if they held the yellow of some predator in the night. He wore a traditional style kimono modeled off the style of his now extinct people and simple sandals. He carried on his side a blade obscured in a dark scabbard cloth wrapping it tightly all the way up to its hilt as if to bind it sheathed within. Indeed it was as if he had been given a second chance though he could never know why and the man once known as the black death of Kyoto was not going to waste it. No this new beginning. In fact this trip was for a very specific reason he had heard there was a hot spring here. He had not been to such a place in eons and the memory of how he and his little sister had once loved them brought a softness to those horrific eyes as he continued on his journey to the summit of this path. He only hoped he had not been mislead. This place was far less violent than the other kingdoms he had once visited and it fed into a feeling of peace in his soul. Finding the top deserted he smiled looking at the way the steam rose up from the waters surface. All around the spring had fed into the growth of lush greenery but he imagined the severe hike had hindered most people from visiting this place. Dropping his pack he would draw from it several towels and a few incense burners placing them at the side before looking around carefully and then letting his hand pass over them as they inexplicably lit their aroma filling the air. There was only one way he knew to enjoy such a spring and soon his clothes would be in a heap on the ground his body slowly submerging in the water as he placed his blade behind his head and closed his eyes relaxing. "Misao.. its just as good as I remember. " He said to himself as he watched the sky pass above. Long ago in another world he and his little sister would visit a spring like this every few weeks as their father carried goods to the market. His father had spoiled his sister and never could tell her no.. then again he couldn't either but that was another life entirely and he was here to enjoy this day not lament the days he had already lived. Turning to his pack for a moment he would unroll a small bag from within pulling from it a carefully crafted rise ball as he took a bite savoring... this was the perfect day to be alive one could not ask for anything more.
  9. Merc I took the first chance I had to get out of this crazy house and didn't breath again till I was in the car. This Jeremy guy had a way about him, I felt like I could trust him. He seems like just an average guy who happened to be involved in some crazy shit. That was until I realized we were going to the sheriffs office and immediately felt myself begin to sweat was until the oddest chill ran down the back of my neck as if a finger had run upwards on my spine. My eyes drifted to the back seat where my freaky ghost companion sat smiling a finger pressed to her lips. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath pretending I saw nothing. I opted to stay in the car as Jeremy got out and once he was safely inside I turned to the woman exasperation in my tones. " What is going on .. .why is this happening to me?" I asked You need to get the hell out of this town.. run as fast as you can something really dangerous is coming. There was something in the ghosts voice .. she was afraid of whatever this was deathly afraid. I was just about to slide into the driver seat of this car and set about stealing it when some random dark blond haired person opened the door sitting down in the driver seat dark blue green eyes staring at me as if there were some sarcasm they saw that I did not. Klaus I stared at the boy the fear immediately apparent in his eyes. This was not Damon I had crossed paths with me man many times and never had I seen fear like that dance behind his eyes even when I could have killed him so easily. Lashing out i caught him by the throat my eyes locking with his own. " You are going to go to sleep now do you understand?" The boy simply nodded and even as I stole the poor g\Gilbert boy's car he was sound asleep in the passenger side. I couldn't believe I had dragged myself back here but if what I had been told was true. I would tare this town from its very foundations before I allowed this boy to live. Only time would tell and yet already I found myself thinking about her. ???? I couldn't help the pure terror that grabbed my insides as Klaus sat down in that car. The feeling of frustration over whelming me as he easily compelled the poor child. They were gone leaving me for a moment simply standing outside the vehicle. I had to tell someone .. none of them would guess Klaus had done this and by the time they did Merc would be dead. I looked at the door all the frustration welling up inside me as I pulled all of the strength I had the wind whirling up violently around me as my hands pushed out toward the door of the police station and fire lit itself on the wood before I vanished depleted back to the darkness... I left one word on the door " Klaus" Matt I already had a file pulled for Jeremy having gotten to it right after I met this kid. Nothing could of convinced me a perfect twin of Damon was a good omen. I handed it to Jeremy shaking my head. " Not much there he was adopted in Bulgaria just like he said. His parents went missing a few years ago on a wilderness trip. Some lawyer sent paper work up here for us to serve about the blood test I already looked into that before from what it looked like he was a family lawyer put on retainer by Stephen. " I let my face show my frustration nothing i had found helped at all and that was when my front door caught on fire. I dashed kicking it open and dousing it with my jacket the color draining out of my face as I looked over my shoulder at Jeremy .. " Man you better check this out. " ???? ( GUESS WHO) I gave up the whole hiding thing with Bennett witch there now it wasn't going to do me a whole lot of damn good in the first place. I literally stomped as I appeared in front of her standing in the house. " Come on witch witch I know you can see me. Please .. don't tell them I am here they will find a way to send me a way. That kid is in so much danger I can't fathom it. Klaus just kidnapped him and .. well as you know I have first hand experience with how he treats doppelgangers hes going to kill him.. There was actually worry a foreign emotion on my face and I hoped it would drive home to super witch that this was bad.
  10. From silence and shadows  the demon doth come seeking only the voice of reasonable insanity to strike unto his soul a fire to consume the world for at her word he does become the destroyer of man.

  11. So ill leave you this heart made of copper and gold. 

  12. Well after an amazing rp with hummingbird that should honestly be his swan song .. he got trapped in a void that literally drinks his powers and makes him human.. So unless Raze's inconsiderate asshole self decides to look for him .. hes prolly fucked ..and given their history I just have my doubts its going to happen rofl unless Raze suddenly misses being pissed off and irritated all the time.
  13. shame my resident blow shit up guy is presumed dead lol..
  14. Merc Go with him you can trust him I think. I heard the voice assure me in my mind but more than that I saw my chance to get out of this house and get some more information on this crazy situation I had gotten myself into. I moved out the door so fast I prolly would have walked over the guy if I wasn't fairly sure it would of been like running into a wall. " Yeah man I would like to go maybe it will help me clear my head. " My eyebrows raised as he mentioned a teacher. I had called to pre enroll sure but I didn't expect a teacher to already be looking for me about scheduling. I guessed the school here was fairly on top of things. " Yeah maybe you can take me by after these errands? I don't have any wheels and I don't really know my way around this place very well. I mean it was a partial lie to tell the truth I just didn't want to be walking around by myself if some thugs were going to be jumping out and trying to attack me. Alaric I was already stressing about what books I was going to pull out and the copious amount of bourbon I was about to drink even before they made it out the door. When they did I reached for my phone and called Damon and then Elena's cell. The response had me writing a letter and putting it on the table letting Jeremy know I would be back tonight. I had to go check on them it wasn't like either of them to turn off their phones. Especially Elena she was always calling me to find out what was going on with Jeremy. I got back in the car it felt like I ran down the hallway and got into the car that it seemed like I spent the majority of my life in. My next stop was going to be their house I had to check on both of them. ????? I did a horrid thing still watching the Salvatore house I was the one who saw the note hit the floor. It took nearly everything I had but I moved it pushing it off to the side. I needed to be the one to talk to the Bennett witch. I had just the sneaking suspicion she would be able to see me and I needed to explain some things before someone else got in her ear. I managed this before the voice manifested itself to me again. Where did they go don't tell me he ran off?! I stopped this potential temper tantrum before it could violate my mind rolling my eyes. " No hes out with the male half of the Gilbert wonder twins, while Alaric chases down what happened to Mrs perfect. I think hes perfectly safe. " I left out the part about Bonnie I wanted him chasing his tail while I accomplished what I needed to. This was dangerous and I didn't want lies being told someone had to be completely informed and in spite of everything I knew Bonnie Bennett could get things done she was at times the strongest of all of them it was funny how you could come to admire the people you had made enemies out of for their strength.
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