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From Dante's Inferno, Canto 34: "I did not die, and yet I lost life's breath....imagine for yourself what I became, deprived at once of both my life and death..."
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| *cough* *wheeze* *hack* Goddamnit, I lost my inhaler. | |
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| I told you to check your pockets after the First Circle, but you were like "Noooo, I can handle it." | |
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"The Emperor of the Universe of Pain jutted his upper chest..."
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| Yeah, really. The Emperor of the Universe of Pain. Can you believe that. I go and betray God and stage a rebellion and they call me that. See kids, now you know why you need good translators. | |
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AND KNOWING IS HALF THE BATTLE!
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