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ангст безумие дарк карма кошмары сумасшествие убийства ужасы

Истинное наслаждение было сродни наказанию за грехи, в Аду, замаскированном под "Рай" у Эдемского сада. Существовало ли место, названное "Раем", куда приходят лишь чистые, не запятнанные злом и ненавистью души, или то было лишь иллюзией подобной той, что сейчас видел Микаэль?All Rights Reserved

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