Wednesday 10 February 2072

Part 3

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He was revealed simultaneously in the eyes of a thou@áßšš ÚøÑsand screaming men and women in a hundred dying nations but there was only one. He came for us all, one way or another, bringing blackness and deÒšôÊUq¦öDëj;ÿy ath in his wake, unitary and omnipresent.
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This was the orches±í àÏaékJ§½×^{trator of our downfall, the dark, cancerous existence from$îS¤öEK ÓçˆË whence our destruction unfolded. The Disintegrator, the World-Eater, the EvervVâ ü ƒäything Killer.
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The Dark Man.

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