How the Mighty Have Fallen

How the Mighty Have Fallen

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(ON HOLD/HIATUS) They seem to know everything about me. Where I came from. Who my family is. Who I am. The only thing left secret is my name. To them, I am Periculum, just Periculum, for I am told I am lesser than them. They tell me I am the only one alive.. they tell me to join them. Join their cause. I .. I can't do that.. It's inhuman. Needless to say, they are not human themselves..
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