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Snakes.

That's all they are. Lying, conniving, snakes. And I won't stand for it. How dare they try to flip the narrative? Who are they to turn the other world against us?

After centuries of our Queen giving life, warmth, comfort, and blessings to them all. Even those snakes suckle from her kindness. But clearly they have forgotten who they come from. And they've bitten the hand that feeds them one too many times. Those foolish enough to follow them even still, will perish with them.

Those soul sucking leaches want to show their true colors? So be it. But they will pay.

In blood.

Blood.

And it will drench my own hands.

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