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Once upon a frozen land, pity weigt upon your soul. You saw it fit to take me, then, and offer me a home. Seems I was never in the right, though He was never wrong -- what fool was I to never question where I, true, belonged. Years drifted past us quietly, dripped from both our hands, but you had always known the truth despite your careful dance. Now that I've seen your clever ruse, and I, your son no more.. Ragnarok, one day, shall come -- your crimes, you'll answer for.
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May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 6:29 AM UTC
odin.