Every day, that girls face haunts me like a horrible dream. Help me to destroy her. I am dying to know if she even exists outside of my bedroom veil, or if she is simply the ghost of some abnormal fiend that I accidentally let escape from me.
If I let her live, I believe that all the world must die.
Find me a child that is willing to die and be sacrificed in her place, because I feel selfish for wanting to kill her myself...so...so...selfish...
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Yes, fear is real, and I know where it's hiding you from me...
My life is a roleplaying game. If you roll the dice too much, you will die, and I will laugh at you for being an idiot.
My life is a roleplaying game. If you roll the dice too much, you will die, and I will laugh at you for being an idiot.