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| Hi there. Wait, don't hurt me. I've been doing some thinking. A few years ago, my wife had a baby. She's dead now, and the child ran away. I've done some checking up, and I made a discovery. | |
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| The baby son is you! You are my son! You've even inherited your dad's desire to kill! Come give me a hug son! | |
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| I knew that wouldn't work. Time to get serious. | |
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