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9/7/2015 4:11:37 AM
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You tore my home part piece by piece, you orchestrated Wilson killing Cobalt, you caused people to rebel against you which resulted in the death of my family.
You pushed me to go and solve some other problems, to look away from the chaos, instead, I ended up getting possessed by a demon, then getting manipulated by that demon myself.
So yes, Ms. Bellicose, I have reasons. Very legitimate reasons.
*I draw my swords and wait, still not looking at your face directly*
English
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"That last one hardly seems like my problem. Perhaps you should bring that up with your contractor." [i]She formally bows to you, mocking the casual vernacular in which you speak to her. [/i] "I hear Felix is still very mad that I managed to beat the best he had to throw at me. If you're the next step up, I'll let you go on the grounds that you tell him to come down here personally so I can kill him myself."
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*I laugh audibly* You aren't worth the dirt in his shoe. And neither is your pet spider. Or is it the other way around? Are you the spider's pet? Either way, I'm not here because someone told me to, I'm here because you need to feel pain. And Lots of it.
