I killed them. I killed them all. They're dead, every single one of them. And not just the wife, but the son and the furries too! They're like degenerates, and I slaughtered them like degenerates. I HATE THEM.
"Walk, Law. Unnoticed... quietly... far away... far, far away. Nothing will bind you anymore. Not the iron borders of the White City, nor your shortened lifespan, nothing will restrict you anymore. You are now... truly free."
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