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𝓐 𝓣𝓔𝓢𝓣 𝓞𝓕 𝓨𝓞𝓤𝓡 𝓡𝓔𝓕𝓛𝓔𝓧𝓔𝓢!!

Which prompts the question: why do they cling to these false deities? What drives even men of learning─even the great Louisoix─to grovel at their feet? The answer? Your masters lack the strength to do otherwise! For the world of man to mean anything, man must own the world. To this end, he hath fought ever to raise himself through conflict─to grow rich through conquest. And when the dust of battle settles, it is ever the strong who dictate the fate of the weak. Knowing this, but a single path is open to the impotent ruler─that of false worship. A path which leads to enervation and death. Only a man of power can rightly steer the course of civilization. And in this land of creeping mendacity, that one truth will prove its salvation. Come, champion of Eorzea, face me! Your defeat shall serve as proof of my readiness to rule! It is only right that I should take your realm. For none among you has the power to stop me!

Hmph! Do you believe in Eorzea? Eorzea's unity is forged of falsehoods. Its city-states are built on deceit. And its faith is an instrument of deception. It is naught but a cobweb of lies. To believe in Eorzea is to believe in nothing. In Eorzea, the beast tribes often summon gods to fight in their stead─though your comrades only rarely respond in kind. Which is strange, is it not? Are the “Twelve” otherwise engaged? I was given to understand they were your protectors. If you truly believe them your guardians, why do you not repeat the trick that served you so well at Carteneau, and call them down? They will answer─so long as you lavish them with crystals and gorge them on aether. Your gods are no different from those of the beasts─eikons every one. Accept but this, and you will see how Eorzea's faith is bleeding the land dry. Nor is this unknown to your masters.

Tell me, for whom do you fight?

Hey everyone! I have something really important and personal to share with all of you. Over the past few months, I’ve been on a journey of self-discovery and have found a part of myself that I feel ready to embrace and share with the world. Watching DaFuqBoom's series "Skibidi Toilet" has deeply resonated with me on an emotional level, helping me realize a new aspect of my identity. With that, I'm excited to come out as Skibidigender! It’s a unique and beautiful identity that I’ve connected with profoundly. Moving forward, I would love for you all to refer to me using the pronouns Skibidi/Toilet. This might be new and different, but it truly represents who I am. Additionally, I have decided to change my name to Toilette, inspired by the show. With everything changing about myself, it makes me feel really sigma, and if you don’t feel the same, you could rot in Skibidi hell. Also, if you're on Camera Man's team, please do not interact with me.

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You know they say that all men are created equal, but you look at me and you look at Samoa Joe and you can see that statement is not true. See, normally if you go one on one with another wrestler, you got a 50/50 chance of winning. But I'm a genetic freak and I'm not normal! So you got a 25%, AT BEST, at beat me. Then you add Kurt Angle to the mix, your chances of winning drastic go down. See the 3 way at Sacrifice, you got a 33 1/3 chance of winning, but I, I got a 66 and 2/3 chance of winning, because Kurt Angle KNOWS he can't beat me and he's not even gonna try!
So Samoa Joe, you take your 33 1/3 chance, minus my 25% chance and you got an 8 1/3 chance of winning at Sacrifice. But then you take my 75% chance of winning, if we was to go one on one, and then add 66 2/3 per cents, I got 141 2/3 chance of winning at Sacrifice. See Joe, the numbers don't lie, and they spell disaster for you at Sacrifice.

Season two next week.

I did it! I got the perfect ending for The Walking Dead: 400 Days!

Just bought The Walking Dead and I'm waiting for it to finish downloading.