It was you. You started it all. You raised me, molded me in your image. And when I saw the truth, you cast me aside—no, you did worse. You kept taking. My faith, my brothers, my world. You created me, and for that— I bless you. You make sense of the devil. Censored: No Version: 1.3.1 - Wheel of Fate OS: Windows, Linux, Mac Language: English
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