Caliginous enigma shrouded within the sides of the celestial sphere, cryptic answers about the obscure world. Twelve lasses cognised the hazardous vagabondage they dwell upon. The fate of the moon resides on you, will you accept it?
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11.59 : You, who was sent by God, destroy all the things without hesitation. Lethally beautiful, what you are doesn’t make sense; but after all, Lucifer was an angel before he fell.