Your anger is not lost , tempered by times endless weathering . It's one blade that never dulls , no matter how many times it's unsheathed . You , the rider of war who can level empires with blood soaked gaze , defiant in everything you do . It's time to stop running, remember how to harness that fury, and unleash hell on all that oppose you .
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