โ‹† ๐™๐‡๐„ ๐•ฝ๐‘จ๐‘ฐ๐‘ต ๐’ƒ๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’” โคน แถ แต‰แตƒสณ

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ใ…ค ๐–ณ๐–ง๐–ค ๐•ฝ๐€๐†๐ˆ๐๐† ๐…๐‹๐€๐Œ๐„ ๐™ค๐™› #๐“๐‘๐€๐๐๐”๐ˆ๐‹๐ˆ๐“๐˜ ใ…ค

โ€Ž โ€Ž ( a long, wishful sigh. ) " . . . No, I shouldn't blame them. If I were as ๐™–๐™—๐™จ๐™ค๐™ก๐™ช๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™˜ as they had been, I would've cowered too. But now - everything I've built is gone. Now, there is no reason I should be feared. And I couldn't be more ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ง๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก๐™š๐™™. " โ€Ž

ใ…ค ( had their rage burned as if they were in their prime, there would be no doubt that the blade of the katana would be met with a whirring and hellish saw rather than the flesh of the punk's neck. ) ( yet, a fire still burns behind their eyes as they stare towards the destroyer. - - ใ…ค

ใ…คใ…คใ…ค๐“๐‘๐„๐€๐‚๐‡๐„๐‘๐˜.@hellishtreachery.bsky.social ยท 2w ago

ใ…ค ill-fitted hands. you should know very well what i speak of. ใ…ค

โ€Ž same ugly sentimental Roche had for her mangy stray. โ€œ ( heavy steel toed boots step over toward her subordinate, an arm casually resting atop their shoulder with a loud guffaw. ) โ€œ What is this pattern with perfectly capable humans taking adoration to those that offer little to society ? โ€œ โ€Ž