Many times I've called for Marius, but there was no answer. Just the endless procession of days, months, years... My teacher left me to my darkest lesson, that in the end, we are alone, and there is nothing but the cold, dark wasteland of eternity.

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• My children. Warms my blood to see you all gathered together, plotting against me.
• Such reverence for mortals! Then you should have left me as one!
• With all my black little heart.
• Evil is a point of view. God kills indiscriminately and so shall we. For no creatures under God are as we are, none so like him as ourselves.
• Accept loss forever
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