Raining Purple
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Ongoing6m
Last published Wed, Sep 25, 2019
Years and years ago your people chased us until we were forced underground, literally. We were hunted like animals, burned like witches, tortured, and killed. Your kind ruins everything good and hates anyone different or possibly better. We aren't even that different, most of us aren't anyways. Figures, you all can't even get rid of your own evil, that's our job, but you sure as hell get rid of anything pure and beautiful...
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