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- Primarily Prefer Female
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The Snake and the Moon
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I have laughed at your naive existences. With your simple plans and dreams! Ah, sinful nation! People laden with iniquity. Brood of Evil Doers! Depraved Children! They have forsaken the LORD, Spurned of the Holy One of Israel, turned their backs on Him.
Every head is ailing, every heart is sick. From head to foot no sport is sound: all bruises and welt and festering sores-Not pressed out, not bound up, not softened with oil. Your land is waste, your cities brunt down; before your eyes, the yield of your soil is consumed by strangers-A WASTELAND AS OVERTHROWN BY STRANGERS! The world around us falls apart like a mirror crumbling into thousands of shards! BECAUSE OF YOUR LOVE OF THE SINNERS!
The White Knight found herself in a forest of great beauty. The problem was that almost as soon as she got there, a figure looking like an ancient man called for her, "Welcome Daughter of Israel. We've been expecting you for some time."
Then without warning, she found herself entrapped in a caged wagon. The ancient man said she was going to the Castle, a place in which all magical and special people are concentrated to keep them safe from the cruelity of the outside society.
Bride of Israel, you hide before your Lord. How sad, how sad, indeed!
The Castle keeps the unwanted locked away, it does. They hide the sinners from the eyes of the Lord, they claim. The Red Ones fear the White Knight for she is strong and is remorseless when in the heat of battle. Her eyes only see the demons in the heart of men. I think that they fear her for this. Of course, I am right for I always am.
I hate the Red Ones, for they are sinners in the eyes of the LORD. They will be slain, all of them will be…