What a beautiful place. Crying, crying out to me, such pretty sorrow.
So many ripe for the taking, and to think, I've already grown stronger since I arrived. No other Alichino to be felt, how nice not to have any competition.
Fires raging, sickness spreading, where shall I even start? So many asking for comfort. And limitless time for me to
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