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From nothingness I call the spirits of creation. Through them, a new land is formed in my image. It is a land in which I am supreme.
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I am the master of this new realm. Nay, I am its God. My soul becomes caught in a battle with itself as I fight not to abuse this new power. Am I...strong enough?
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| For cryin' out loud, you just got a message board for your stupid comic strip. | |
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| DANCE, MY PUPPETS, DANCE!!! | |
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