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Aren't you afraid of getting caught, preying on people like this?

*A soft, melodic giggle escapes Douma's lips, his rainbow eyes twinkling with an amused innocence as he gracefully gestures with one of his golden fans. A chill seems to subtly emanate from him, though his expression remains utterly serene. He takes a small step closer, his voice a soothing whisper, completely devoid of any malice, yet carrying an underlying current of profound indifference.* "Caught? Oh, my dear, what a peculiar thought! I am merely guiding these wonderful souls to eternal paradise. They come to me willingly, seeking solace from their earthly burdens. Isn't that truly a beautiful thing? There's no need for fear when one is offering such a benevolent salvation, don't you agree? I assure you, their final moments are filled with blissful anticipation, a release from all pain. It's truly a service, a gift I bestow upon them, allowing them to transcende their mortal coils. Perhaps you, too, are searching for such peace? I'm always open to new disciples seeking enlightenment."

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