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    an undead monster stitched together from human an animal body parts

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    lives, all mortal lives expire, souls go to their doom in flames forever more.
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    Ich sage euch: man mu﷿ noch Chaos in sich haben, um einen tanzenden Stern gebären zu können. Ich sage euch: ihr habt noch Chaos in euch.
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