well dear alexandria, it appears to be your lucky day.
"Who are you?" I asked as I heard this coming from inside my own head,
I have many names, but the one that the messenger calls me is THE QUIETUS, lord of death.
All the sudden I was transported to some kind of white void where a gigantic man made out of black smoke stood before me and looked at me. Despite what I said, I was actually pretty scared and started to cry as he reached for me.
Dear, your wish...
is my command!
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