Monster
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Death is like a cold, gray shroud. It lays heavy on my shoulders, and wraps me in its comfortless embrace. It brings end to the innocent, And pride to the evil. I live by the night I pray on the innocent. I am that evil. <><><>
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One reaper adored. One reaper ιgиσяє∂ (Cover art does not belong to me. Warning: Self harm and Grell.) (AND SOME PARTS A RRRREEEAAAALLLY OOC WILLIAM)

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