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"Take me away! Hide me in the slums! I’ll be a beggar, a thief, anything! Just let me be a person! I don’t want to be a hero on a pedestal! I just want to be Spike!"
Percieval looked toward the mountain peak, where the clouds of Tiamat were already beginning to swirl. He saw the silver masked servants emerging from the Great Hall to gather the final 142. He saw the cold, mechanical inevitability of it all.
"If I could carry you on my back across the sea, I would..." ...
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