sometimes i hate it, sometimes i love it. nothing like disappearing behind a body with no health left and getting away.
IBIS G0D
sometimes i hate it, sometimes i love it. nothing like disappearing behind a body with no health left and getting away.
Through the darkness of futures past,
The magician longs to see
One chants out between two worlds:
Fire, walk with me.
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