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When your eyes alight upon me, there is an ache within you, isn't there? Something you've always lived with. Something with roots deep down in your very bones.
I see you wrestling with it. I see your longing. There is a question on your lips you need to ask me.
"Are you me?"
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The first time you summon a demon, you're so nervous that your shaky hands nearly drop the ritual dagger.
You have to make it work, though. This world was never made for you, and so you need to carve a place for yourself in it one way or another.