Your seeds-offsprings, are far worse than plagues. You are spit fire from tongues of demons drooling on the souls of your poor victims. You birth fools. You pierce like a platinum sword and slice like a katana- always splitting the throat of your believer in half.
You are as powerful as your bearer. Together, you have the ability to distort what's real. You are powerful enough to switch hemispheres and turn realities around, and yet, you can never have a home.
You will never belong.
You will never have your own place.
Not anywhere else, and especially not here.
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