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Graviter errasti credens vulpi illi, vulpecula bruta obtenebrata, te tantum temporis et industriae inveneris. Etiam si primo incautus esses, te mox capacem esse manifestum est. intelligere figuram quam locuti estis et agitis, infidus est olim amicos tuos occidi. Nihilominus, cum te ipsum impedias, nihil agis.

Tute imperium amisisti, sed simul, quod verum esse non potest. Obscurae tenebrae ullius animae imperium capere non possunt, solum mentem tuam. Alioquin cor tuum et corpus adhuc integrum sunt. adhuc de vestro sunt. Non aequum est te hoc ulcisci? Non te aeque ac tuos ulcisci aequum est?

Hos occidere noluisti.

Nutu ergo matris tuae, iuvenis, in aeternum maledictus eris tormentum, vivendo tuum futurum creaturam tuam. Immo facienda. Anima tua in medium discindetur, in duo corpora pascetur tua, et tua quondam amicissima creatura. Sic de consecutionibus actionum tuarum cognosces.

Ne cures, solus hoc tempore non eris. Amici quoque maledicta meruerunt. De tali persona male curant. Maledictio fortasse docebit omnem lectionem in cura et amore in via mea subditos et creationes docere volo.













You have made a grave mistake of trusting that fox, the fox being the dark-created brute you've oh so put so much of your time and energy in. Even if you were naive at first, it is clear that you soon became capable to understand that the figure you've been talking to and making deals with is untrustworthy once you've killed your friends. Yet, you've take no action in stopping yourself.

You've lost control of yourself, yes, but at the same time, that can't entirely be true. Utter Darkness can't take control of any soul, only your mind. Otherwise, your heart and body are still intact. They are still of your belonging. Isn't it fair to punish you for that? Isn't it fair to punish you as well as your friends?

You didn't want to kill them.

Therefore, by the will of mother thyself, you, young one, shall be cursed for eternal torment by living your future as your creations. Indeed, creations. Your soul will be torn in half, fed into two bodies of yours--and your once closest friend's--creations. That way, you'll learn about the consequences of your actions.

Don't worry, you won't be alone this time. Your friends have also deserved their curses. Treating such a person they care about wrongly. Perhaps the curse will teach everyone a lesson in care and love in the way I want to teach my subordinates and creations.