Moroxide
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No life is easy. But just think about this for a second and ask yourself. How about being the son of a demon... No, a son of a mercenary demon... Being a disgrace to your father, one of the best mercenaries who wont let you have a normal life, but your demon life sucks and even being a mercenary for him is even worst because i cant so nothing good for him but wont let me do my thing either so its all just... broken.
Just Broken?
yeah, just look at the mirror your in.
Thats ok, i can fix everything for you.
oh yeah? how?
just sleep, and let me take over. it'll be better once im done. Just sleep, and let me do my job. dont worry about a thing, Just sleep
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