HELLBOUND

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didn't you tie me up in chains of gold and silver? those eyes that screamed of the fallen now whisper "help me up." i lay in wake, waiting for the next night to come, because that always signaled you.

o' pity human, didn't we make a deal when your soul was still shrouded with anguish? those foolish choices you made, (laughs) but didn't i say you mustn't return here empty handed?

they all wish death upon him, for he was death himself! how must the causer of death die through petty wishes?

HELLBOUND
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