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12/31/2015 8:15:34 PM
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[b]His shoulder accidentally bumps his.[/b]
"Whoa, sorry man. Who are you?"
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The figure turns. It's eyes glow bright with rage, and it has very withered skin with no flesh. It emits an ear-piecing scream, and Ember can suddenly not move an inch. The thing puts its bony fingers on Ember's forehead, and a large of the most severe pain he's ever felt goes through his mind, as he heard a screeching in his ears and someone speaking in a scratchy and hoarse voice, their volume of speech slowly rising. Ember cannot pull his eyes away from the beady, sunken eyes of the figure. A man can be seen in the eyes, smiling. "Ember, you are depressed... Incestual... You rely on other people because you hate yourself."
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"Gah! Get out of my head! Why are you doing this?!" [b]He bellows for a long time at the pain.[/b]
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"I must know my enemies."
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"I'm not your enemy! I haven't even met you!"
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"Here I am, in the flesh. You must kill the vessel, my child. End his suffering."
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"Who's?"
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"The man who carries my voice, my message."
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"I won't kill anyone."
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"You will not kill a man who has suffered eternally by my hand? By destroying his body, he will be freed."
