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I’m going to keep fighting until this world is the way it should be. Until the world is balanced. [umi no mizu]
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In the dim light, the skeletal form of Deathrattle is unmistakably canine. Its bones, devoid of any flesh, glisten eerily, and each step it takes produces a haunting rattle from the collection of small bones that hang like a collar around its neck. The hollows of its skull glow with a soft blue light, giving an impression of life in the otherwise lifeless form. Despite its skeletal appearance, there's an undeniable sense of loyalty and alertness in its stance, as if waiting for a command from an unseen master.
The universe itself—and the Mind behind it—is insane. Therefore someone in touch with reality is, by definition, in touch with the insanity!
“Why haven’t I gotten to cop a single damn feel?”
Prepare yourself. You’re a man, aren’t you? Let’s settle this with our fists!
This is all gonna be over in two seconds, honey!
Back to the underworld!
For you to get stronger, you must first know yourself very well.
You should cease your trivial arguing. You currently stand before Diablo.
You humans are so full of yourselves!
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