Testi:
Revocation Existence Is Futile

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might escape. A doomed fate is upon them, now that the monster's awake. Its barbed tentacles unfurl and coil around the vessel. The craft is no match

precious brains cells from expiring. In a grisly accident. A decapitated madman is reanimated. A ripping shrapnel blast. And a vicious ghoul is re-created

Silence, the hymn to the somber lands, As nuclear winter descends, Wraiths of past nations linger and loom. In the shadows of history's death. An unsustainable

Don't tell me, this is just another casualty. Pestilence reigns, bringer of plagues ? The end is near. How can there be a tomorrow? There was no today. Catastrophic, misanthropic, darkness is

This is my final reckoning. Those who seek to manipulate will be cast out, Only I decide my fate. The era of lies is at its end. Your treachery is sickening