"How wicked be the dreams that drive us to our demise and for us to involve others! Such was the fate of Macbeth, horny Romeo, and his Juliet; yet we all dream. All base and noble creatures dream in short spells or with their eyes open. Someone is bound to get hurt. We all have some semblance of a price or sacred idea that we spend part of our lives trying to acquire and the other part holding on to with a desperate grip. So before the world's honest men can see their souls blacken, I shall be the villain. I shall destroy the human race." This story is being exported to my other account and will be discontinued here. I apologize to anyone who is actually reading. The story is going to have a major overhaul and when I feel proud of it. I'll publish it here and say the name of the other account. This was good while it lasted.
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