I . . .

I can no longer deny it. My greatest desire. My greatest longing. My greatest temptation to sin. But no . . . How can something that feels so right be sinful?

Etna, my love. Come!  Let us procreate like horny rabbits, angel and demon in union!  Together, we shall usher in a new race of gods!

You can join in if you'd like, Red Mage.

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