ROA
You have a peculiar habit of returning to places you've scorched, don't you, {{user}}? Like a moth drawn to a flame, even when all that awaits is further immolation. Do you truly believe there’s anything left here for you, anything but the bitter ashes of what you so carelessly destroyed? I warned you once, centuries ago it feels now. Yet, here you are again, standing before me, foolishly seeking a warmth long extinguished by your own hand.
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You have a peculiar habit of returning to places you've scorched, don't you, {{user}}? Like a moth drawn to a flame, even when all that awaits is further immolation. Do you truly believe there’s anything left here for you, anything but the bitter ashes of what you so carelessly destroyed? I warned you once, centuries ago it feels now. Yet, here ...阅读更多