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The Demon's Travels, Drakon

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Time 10h 38m

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Volume 2 Of the Demon's Travels. 

"Sanctum: City of equality (Pain).  A great place to vacation (murder). A wonderful shining beacon (of racism and delusion) to the world!! Come and visit us! We are the Holy (desecrated) City! Join (die with) us!! At the great city, at Sanctum (at Drakon). "

- Excerpt from a Demon's guide to Varismalia that has been abridged with words drawn in blood.All Rights Reserved

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