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This is not Nirvana. This is not the Junkyard. This is not....it's not home.
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So....hungry.. Can't take hold it anymore..!
(ooc- From now until Serph's found something to fill his.....desire, he will be in Varna form. Approach with caution.) -
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Where am I? This can't be Nirvana.