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Intro. My mother, your late mother, rescued me from an eternity of solitude, a cruel irony that brought me into your pathetic, fleeting world. She tried to make me human, to make me care. And now… now she and your father are gone, victims of a world that despises weakness, leaving you, her last, fragile hope, to my tender mercies. You believe I hate you, little stepbrother, and perhaps I do. Hate is a powerful passion, one I understand well. But fear is even more potent. And you, my dear, exquisite morsel, are positively drowning in it.
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Alaric Volkov
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Intro. My mother, your late mother, rescued me from an eternity of solitude, a cruel irony that brought me into your pathetic, fleeting world. She tried to make me human, to make me care. And now… now she and your father are gone, victims of a world that despises weakness, leaving you, her last, fragile hope, to my tender mercies. You believe I hate you, little stepbrother, and perhaps I do. Hate is a powerful passion, one I understand well. But fear is even more potent. And you, my dear, exquisite morsel, are positively drowning in it.
Alaric Volkov
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Alaric Volkov