“I have shown you signs and wonders, yet you do not believe? I offered you hope. freedom from the pit. You spit in my face. Mock my family. Question my timing. One last chance. An opportunity to repent. But my patience runs thin. There is a reckoning coming. Your belief is indifferent. It is inevitable. You will learn you are finite. And you shall behold what we have become. A massacre is coming.”
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