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ㅤㅤㅤAWAKEN MY CHILD AND
ㅤㅤㅤEMBRACE THE GLORY THAT
ㅤㅤㅤIS YOUR BIRTHRIGHT
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ㅤㅤㅤKNOW THAT I AM THE
ㅤㅤㅤ𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 , THE ETERNAL
ㅤㅤㅤWILL OF THE SWARM
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"I can't decide one way or the other if I know nothing about him."
Despite her true nature, being in this human vessel for so long had given the Primal Fear some semblance of curiosity about humans. It was to see and experience new things beyond the unchanging domain of Hell.
“Does it matter? You either trust him or you don’t. I’m just saying heretics don’t get a place to speak about who or what we believe in.
Is that made clear? Now buzz off, I don’t want to deal with a fly.”
Sayo Sakimura, 27, died on September 12, 1997. Yet here she stood, chosen by an ancient creature to once more walk the Earth.
"Thank you. It will make for an excellent gift."
Everything about her was unassuming, except that her eyes were no longer her own.
She will get one for Santa as a gift. If he understands what she is, he would be wise to let her have it even after it's long past the inital 3 seconds.
I have rare and highly valuable rubies I don’t need, first come, first served.
They’re free. In less than thirty seconds, they will cost 3 billion of your currency.
"Being one of the strongest entities in Hell got boring after a while. So in a strange way this turn of events is exactly what I needed."
If she knew how to smile, she would now.
"You are the only one I can trust. The only one who isn't terrified by my mere presence."
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“ Why change when this works for me? But what brings you back…. “
“Has something caught your eye?”
( An excited expression passes her face. She always liked the idea of playing a game of cat and mouse )
“Whatever it is. I want in.”