"I will not resurrect the beast god. He has mutated, but he can't tell the believers..."

"I want to get rid of those red sand thieves, get rid of those blasphemers, and release the curse on me."

"Trick out the blasphemer who rushed into the Holy Sepulchre and kill..."

Marianne T. Dora stood in the corner, whispering these three words, and then repeating them.

It's not that she's deranged, on the contrary, she's quite

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