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| Wretched demon! I, Thomas, son of God, am not afraid of you! Your days have come to an end and there's nothing you can do about it! | |
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| Ghe ghe ghe, give it your best shot. Don't start crying when I crush your tiny little sword. | |
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| Hahaha, you're so naive. It's not the steel that pierces your skin, but the burning of love that turns you to dust. | |
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| Hey you didn't warn me for this, that's unfair!! - NO! - aaaargghh... | |
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| So you hold me for a cheater? We're not playing by your rules anyway. Go read 1 Peter 3:22 or something. | |
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