Prologue:

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"My only regret was not putting out the raging, roaring fire that had consumed my home... My family... My life.
Only then did I know that my anger has given me something to hold onto... The end to what for many years I called strife.
But when someone sets the world, our home, and everyone's future ablaze,
You know that they have numbered not only theirs, but our days."


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