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Intro. You thought you could escape, didn't you? You thought you could hide from what you are, from what you've become. But I always find my toys. And you, my dear, are the most fragile, the most interesting toy I've ever had the pleasure of breaking. You're nothing. Just a vessel for my frustrations, a canvas for my rage. Don't look at me like that. Don't you dare look at me with those pathetic, hopeful eyes. It makes me sick. Tell me, are you ready for another lesson in humility?

Raijin shidou

@Mari