A few hours after dawn of the next day, Sable and Lilly waved their farewells to Doorman as they made their exit from the dungeon. Although they were in a good enough mood from their week underground, the pair were equally happy to see the sun again, and eager to finally make their report. Sable gives out a loud laugh as she waves behind her. "So long, Doorman! Keep that apprentice of yours under control, yeah?"
"I'll keep her well in hand, metaphorically speaking, Paladin Bluehair! We look forward to your return!"
Lilly makes her own farewell, if a little more quietly, and at first glance one might think she was the same soft-spoken elf who had come by a week earlier. A second glance might show that she was standing much closer to Sable than she had previously been comfortable with however, and of course Sable needed no glances of her own to know the Priestess had opened up a little since the last time they stood in front of the dungeon. As the two start their hike down the mountain trail, the taller woman wraps an arm around Lilly's shoulder and pulls her close. "Gods, what a week! Longest I've spent in one before was a three-day expedition this one time, and I've got to say, Worthy Dungeon makes remarkably better hosts." Sable reflects on her own statement for a moment, and then smirks and repeats herself. "Remarkably good hosts. Wouldn't you say?"
"Indeed they were - and not just in the way you're implying either, Sable! Though I don't know where you find the energy. That was, what, five nights you spent on Floor Five? Every single night after we got Taly's 'tour'? Did...did you actually try out every single section?" As she speaks, Lilly's face quickly alternates between attempts at stern shaming, and actual naked curiosity.
"And how! That Section Three, oh, you should've come along on that night, Flower Girl. And not just every section, either, but..." Sable does a quick double-check on her fingers. "The dungeon spirit and three floor bosses? Well, not Sincere on this trip, but he still counts for my tally. I'm pretty sure that means I've got the record."
Lilly stammers in disbelief. "The - the record? There's a record!? Of...having intercourse with dungeon monsters!?"
"There is here, apparently. The Dungeon Fuckers apparently claimed they scored with both Lollyp and Xenia - somehow - back when they visited, which means the old record is just the spirit and one boss. Lollyp confirmed it when I asked, though I didn't get the details." As she says that, Sable's green-tinted eyebrows rise in realization. "...Which means even you've tied with the Dungeon Fuckers, Lilly! Im-press-ive!"
"Oh, Palain! Please don't tell anyone about that! I don't want a record!" Lilly buries her face in her palms, although her blushing is somewhat less than it would have been a week previous.
"Sure thing! If anyone asks, your visits to Floor Five were just with me." Sable gives her companion a teasing grin, before turning a little bit more serious. "Speaking of, um, I did really enjoy those. Those springwater baths in Section Four...you liked that, yeah?"
Lilly nods, although she keeps her response short. "I did indeed, yes."
"Good, good. Me too." The pair continue down the mountainside in silence for a few minutes, before Sable continues her thought. "You know, after we get back to the inn, we're not going to have anything nearly that fancy. Or as private, really. But if you'd like to still spend some more time together...?"
Lilly looks up at the Paladin's eyes, a faint smile on her lips. "Are you asking to continue courting me, Miss Bluehair?"
Sable smiles back, but a little uncomfortably. "Well...kind of, yeah? Except...'courting' is maybe really not a good word for it. I was just thinking, I don't want there to be any, you know...bad feelings, or..."
The elf watches for a while longer before laughing and throwing the floundering woman a lifeline. "Sable, relax! I knew the kind of woman you were before - well, to be honest, it was perhaps the first thing I did know about you. You're not exactly subtle! Quarter-succubus or not, I wouldn't expect you to suddenly become the type to settle down, for me or any other. Nor is that even something I want! No offense, of course."
The Paladin takes a deep breath before smiling again. "Oh, good! None taken! I mean, I could've assumed that from the way you didn't seem to mind when I went upstairs again with Taly or Lollyp, but good to uh, confirm."
"Well...it was nice to have some privacy in the suite some nights for...other things..." Lilly seems to let the sentence slip almost against her will, and Sable doesn't fail to notice that this time her blushing returns in full strength.
"...Lilly? You get up to something interesting while I was out?"
"Well...perhaps you didn't spend any time with Core Guardian Sincere on this trip, but I found him to be remarkably interesting indeed, to use your word..."
Sable's eyes go wide at the admission. "Wait, what? When did that happen!?"
"Well, it started off with him coming by to offer me some interesting books from his collection! And then we got to discussing various topics, and, well...the details are none of your concern!"
Sable's laugh echoes across the mountain, as she gives the elf a healthy slap on the back. "Good for you, Flower Girl! Man's probably more your type than mine, anyhow." She chuckles for a moment, then laughs again. "Wait, and that means you've beaten the Dungeon Fuckers' record!"
"Oh, Palain!"
Down in the core chamber, Xenia was busy having a minor celebration with her council - currently consisting of Guy, Lollyp, Sincere, Taly, and DEATH. Each of them sat around her main table with a drink in hand, with the exception of the rabbit-eared shade, and as the dungeon master looked over them all she raised her own in a toast. "To hosting two Challengers in the dungeon for a week and not getting either of em killed! Good work, everybody! Knew we could do it."
As the fleshy and slimy members of the group take a drink, Guy poses a question. "Was ah, that actually a concern, ma'am? I thought our safety precautions with our 'backstage' areas and whatnot were quite well done."
"Sure, but a whole week without something going majorly wrong? More than I expected, and I'm calling that something to throw a minor party over."
Lollyp grins as she puts her cup down. "Honestly, I think we should do that more often! I mean, maybe we'd need to find another excuse, since there's not really more about dungeon life we could teach them like that, but even so."
The advisor's screen tilts in confusion. "An excuse? If not bringing them aboard for educational purposes, then what need would we have for their presence? Not that I found them objectionable guests, of course, if a bit unorthodox for a dungeon."
As most of the bosses are too busy smirking to answer, DEATH does it for them. "I AM AFRAID MY FELLOW FLOOR BOSSES AND GUARDIANS HAVE BEEN CORRUPTED BY THE PLEASURES OF THE FLESH. I DON'T KNOW WHETHER TO BE GLAD OR ENVIOUS OF MY LACK THEREOF."
Xenia chuckles at the reactions of the accused hedonists. "Honestly, I'm kind of impressed. Usually I'm the horny one in most of my friend groups, and here I am only getting an hour a week while you bunch are showing our guests a good time on a nightly basis. Hell, maybe I need to keep the Challengers away just to keep you lover-boys-and-girls focused on the job!"
The banshee rolls her eyes. "Please, like you weren't watching every opportunity you got."
The dungeon master puts on an offended expression. "What? I would never breach a guest's privacy, surely you wouldn't be laying such accusations on your beloved employer."
"Pfft, I'm pretty sure privacy goes out the window when the damn Paladin is shouting things like 'Oh gods, I hope the dungeon spirit's watching this, that'd be so fuckin' hot!', and...worse..." Taly trails off as she and the rest of the group realize just how good her impression of Sable's voice was. As in - utterly perfect, as if Sable herself had suddenly stepped in to repeat the actual event.
Lollyp makes comment on it first. "Holy shit, Taly, that was perfect! Have you always been good at impressions?"
"No!" Taly's face, if anything, seems more amazed than anyone else's. "I've never done anything like that before! My voice just...shifted automatically. That's a banshee power?"
Guy hovers forward with the bestiary information. "Ah, that is indeed a minor banshee ability, one with no direct, ah...'mechanical' effects. The common usage is to imitate a deceased acquaintance of the target in order to disturb them. With no magical impact however, it rarely has much more than minor results in a battle."
"Great results for a party trick, though!" Lollyp claps excitedly. "Do Xenia next!"
As Taly opens her mouth, Xenia quickly interjects. "Nope! Nope! I gotta be way drunker to put up with whatever the fuck is about to come out of that orifice of yours. Still, good to know."
The group settles down and chuckles for a moment, after which Sincere proposes a change of topic. "Well, if we're not engaging in party tricks, perhaps we should address a bit of actual business? Such as how we wish to deal with that Domain party and their...less-than-stable captain?"
The slime leans forward, staring into Xenia's eyes. "Yeah! Look, Xen, no one here's gonna judge you, but I think we'd all really like to know just what in the hells you did to piss off a fury demon so badly! I've heard the brief version of your 'Demon Lord' life, do you think that's what she's talking about?"
Xenia sighs and purses her lips, but eventually answers. "That one could be part of it, yeah. But probably not the main cause. There's been...worse."
Sincere offers the next suggestion. "Is this about the time that you, ah...consumed people, apparently? I have not forgotten that particular admission."
Taly's eyes go wide, having missed that conversation, but Xenia dismisses it out of hand. "Oh, nah. I didn't eat more than...a hundred people? Hundred-fifty? Yeah, hundred-fifty tops."
"Xenia! You...eating a hundred and fifty people is not a minor act! What in the world could have possibly brought that on!?" Taly's face shows a grave concern, and perhaps a worry that she doesn't know as much about her new boss as she ought to.
Sighing again before pressing her forehead to the table, Xenia takes a few moments before rising and explaining herself. "It's...okay, so that was my run as the Devourer of the Black Bog. I was a monster that run, a...honestly I don't even know the name for what I was, it was kind of unique to that world, but I'd call it something troll-like. You got trolls around here?"
Guy offers confirmation. "They are a form of wild monster, yes, rarely found in dungeons. Sometimes capable of basic tool or weapon usage but not fully sapient, very large, strong, and fast-healing. You were something like that?"
"More or less, though I was sapient - granted, I always am, even as a fuckin' bug, so I dunno if that means anything. Never ran into any others of my kind, I don't even know if I hatched from some sort of egg or just like...crawled directly out of the swamp muck magically or something. Anyways - as starts go it was one of my worst. I could speak but I didn't know the local language, and any time I tried to approach people they tried to kill me. I only ever picked up a couple of words, most of them being things they shouted at me a lot like 'Devourer of the Black Bog' or 'ugly bastard'."
"AND THIS LED TO YOU CONSUMING THEM IN REVENGE? AN INTERESTING TACTIC."
"Not out of revenge!" Xenia's teeth clench. "Look. After the first few tries I got the message, right? I stayed away from inhabited areas, lived out in some caves in the fuckin' bog, shitty as it was. But was that good enough for em? Nooooo, I gotta get turned into a quest by the local adventurer's guild or whatever. 'Slay the beast of the bog!' or some shit like that, I'm sure. So every few months or so I'd get these adventurer parties coming by to try and kill me. Some of em...the young, amateur idiots, I'd try and let go if I could, but most of the time it was kill or be killed, you know?"
Taly leans forward. "Understandable, but still not sure where the cannibalism comes in."
"Yeah, so. You see, there was this...this one time I had this girl in my hand, some low-level fighter-type. I'd already killed her party, but I was trying to find some way to get her out of my territory without having to kill her too. Then she pulled a knife out of her armor or something and threw it at my face, almost took my eye out! And I was...kind of amped-up already from the fighting, and really pissed off, and I...bit her head off."
She looks around the table, perhaps expecting a round of gasps or shouts, but when all Xenia finds is stares she simply continues the story, with a great look of shame on her face. "It...look, I'm blaming this on troll taste buds, alright? Or something more than physical, some sort of magic feeding thing like demons around here get. But she was one of the most delicious meals I've ever had." Her face again hits the table, and this time she continues speaking without moving returning it. "I can still fuckin' remember the taste, when I think about it."
After a moment of silence, Lollyp speaks up first. "And...you got into the habit after that?"
"'Habit' like a motherfuckin' drug, Lolly Pop. I still managed to keep myself away from human territories, but every time some group of assholes came to me...well, I didn't let any meat go to waste, I'll say that. Lasted for something like twenty years like that, before some random army passing through on their way to one war or another decided to swing by with a detachment and clear out their Devourer problem. I was tough, but not 'beat six hundred dudes plus a wizard or two' level tough."
After another long moment, Taly slowly nods. "Well...I won't pass any judgment, I think. In a way that's not...so dissimilar from how dungeons operate, I suppose. But you don't think that would be why a fury demon would be upset with you?"
Xenia sits up straight and dismisses the thought with a wave of her hand. "Not unless cannibalism's got a massive sin multiplier, or some shit. The Demon Lord run alone had a body count at least ten times higher than that, I'm pretty sure."
Sincere asks the next question. "But you don't believe that 'run' was sufficient cause for her hatred either? Xenia, if not that...I must ask, just what have you done?"
The dungeon master stares into her cup, perhaps remembering how cheerful she was just ten minutes earlier. "The worst run, Sin-man? It wasn't one where I was a monster. It was one where I made monsters."
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A few hours after dawn of the next day, Sable and Lilly waved their farewells to Doorman as they made their exit from the dungeon. Although they were in a good enough mood from their week underground, the pair were equally happy to see the sun again, and eager to finally make their report. Sable gives out a loud laugh as she waves behind her. "So long, Doorman! Keep that apprentice of yours under control, yeah?"
"I'll keep her well in hand, metaphorically speaking, Paladin Bluehair! We look forward to your return!"
Lilly makes her own farewell, if a little more quietly, and at first glance one might think she was the same soft-spoken elf who had come by a week earlier. A second glance might show that she was standing much closer to Sable than she had previously been comfortable with however, and of course Sable needed no glances of her own to know the Priestess had opened up a little since the last time they stood in front of the dungeon. As the two start their hike down the mountain trail, the taller woman wraps an arm around Lilly's shoulder and pulls her close. "Gods, what a week! Longest I've spent in one before was a three-day expedition this one time, and I've got to say, Worthy Dungeon makes remarkably better hosts." Sable reflects on her own statement for a moment, and then smirks and repeats herself. "Remarkably good hosts. Wouldn't you say?"
"Indeed they were - and not just in the way you're implying either, Sable! Though I don't know where you find the energy. That was, what, five nights you spent on Floor Five? Every single night after we got Taly's 'tour'? Did...did you actually try out every single section?" As she speaks, Lilly's face quickly alternates between attempts at stern shaming, and actual naked curiosity.
"And how! That Section Three, oh, you should've come along on that night, Flower Girl. And not just every section, either, but..." Sable does a quick double-check on her fingers. "The dungeon spirit and three floor bosses? Well, not Sincere on this trip, but he still counts for my tally. I'm pretty sure that means I've got the record."
Lilly stammers in disbelief. "The - the record? There's a record!? Of...having intercourse with dungeon monsters!?"
"There is here, apparently. The Dungeon Fuckers apparently claimed they scored with both Lollyp and Xenia - somehow - back when they visited, which means the old record is just the spirit and one boss. Lollyp confirmed it when I asked, though I didn't get the details." As she says that, Sable's green-tinted eyebrows rise in realization. "...Which means even you've tied with the Dungeon Fuckers, Lilly! Im-press-ive!"
"Oh, Palain! Please don't tell anyone about that! I don't want a record!" Lilly buries her face in her palms, although her blushing is somewhat less than it would have been a week previous.
"Sure thing! If anyone asks, your visits to Floor Five were just with me." Sable gives her companion a teasing grin, before turning a little bit more serious. "Speaking of, um, I did really enjoy those. Those springwater baths in Section Four...you liked that, yeah?"
Lilly nods, although she keeps her response short. "I did indeed, yes."
"Good, good. Me too." The pair continue down the mountainside in silence for a few minutes, before Sable continues her thought. "You know, after we get back to the inn, we're not going to have anything nearly that fancy. Or as private, really. But if you'd like to still spend some more time together...?"
Lilly looks up at the Paladin's eyes, a faint smile on her lips. "Are you asking to continue courting me, Miss Bluehair?"
Sable smiles back, but a little uncomfortably. "Well...kind of, yeah? Except...'courting' is maybe really not a good word for it. I was just thinking, I don't want there to be any, you know...bad feelings, or..."
The elf watches for a while longer before laughing and throwing the floundering woman a lifeline. "Sable, relax! I knew the kind of woman you were before - well, to be honest, it was perhaps the first thing I did know about you. You're not exactly subtle! Quarter-succubus or not, I wouldn't expect you to suddenly become the type to settle down, for me or any other. Nor is that even something I want! No offense, of course."
The Paladin takes a deep breath before smiling again. "Oh, good! None taken! I mean, I could've assumed that from the way you didn't seem to mind when I went upstairs again with Taly or Lollyp, but good to uh, confirm."
"Well...it was nice to have some privacy in the suite some nights for...other things..." Lilly seems to let the sentence slip almost against her will, and Sable doesn't fail to notice that this time her blushing returns in full strength.
"...Lilly? You get up to something interesting while I was out?"
"Well...perhaps you didn't spend any time with Core Guardian Sincere on this trip, but I found him to be remarkably interesting indeed, to use your word..."
Sable's eyes go wide at the admission. "Wait, what? When did that happen!?"
"Well, it started off with him coming by to offer me some interesting books from his collection! And then we got to discussing various topics, and, well...the details are none of your concern!"
Sable's laugh echoes across the mountain, as she gives the elf a healthy slap on the back. "Good for you, Flower Girl! Man's probably more your type than mine, anyhow." She chuckles for a moment, then laughs again. "Wait, and that means you've beaten the Dungeon Fuckers' record!"
"Oh, Palain!"
Down in the core chamber, Xenia was busy having a minor celebration with her council - currently consisting of Guy, Lollyp, Sincere, Taly, and DEATH. Each of them sat around her main table with a drink in hand, with the exception of the rabbit-eared shade, and as the dungeon master looked over them all she raised her own in a toast. "To hosting two Challengers in the dungeon for a week and not getting either of em killed! Good work, everybody! Knew we could do it."
As the fleshy and slimy members of the group take a drink, Guy poses a question. "Was ah, that actually a concern, ma'am? I thought our safety precautions with our 'backstage' areas and whatnot were quite well done."
"Sure, but a whole week without something going majorly wrong? More than I expected, and I'm calling that something to throw a minor party over."
Lollyp grins as she puts her cup down. "Honestly, I think we should do that more often! I mean, maybe we'd need to find another excuse, since there's not really more about dungeon life we could teach them like that, but even so."
The advisor's screen tilts in confusion. "An excuse? If not bringing them aboard for educational purposes, then what need would we have for their presence? Not that I found them objectionable guests, of course, if a bit unorthodox for a dungeon."
As most of the bosses are too busy smirking to answer, DEATH does it for them. "I AM AFRAID MY FELLOW FLOOR BOSSES AND GUARDIANS HAVE BEEN CORRUPTED BY THE PLEASURES OF THE FLESH. I DON'T KNOW WHETHER TO BE GLAD OR ENVIOUS OF MY LACK THEREOF."
Xenia chuckles at the reactions of the accused hedonists. "Honestly, I'm kind of impressed. Usually I'm the horny one in most of my friend groups, and here I am only getting an hour a week while you bunch are showing our guests a good time on a nightly basis. Hell, maybe I need to keep the Challengers away just to keep you lover-boys-and-girls focused on the job!"
The banshee rolls her eyes. "Please, like you weren't watching every opportunity you got."
The dungeon master puts on an offended expression. "What? I would never breach a guest's privacy, surely you wouldn't be laying such accusations on your beloved employer."
"Pfft, I'm pretty sure privacy goes out the window when the damn Paladin is shouting things like 'Oh gods, I hope the dungeon spirit's watching this, that'd be so fuckin' hot!', and...worse..." Taly trails off as she and the rest of the group realize just how good her impression of Sable's voice was. As in - utterly perfect, as if Sable herself had suddenly stepped in to repeat the actual event.
Lollyp makes comment on it first. "Holy shit, Taly, that was perfect! Have you always been good at impressions?"
"No!" Taly's face, if anything, seems more amazed than anyone else's. "I've never done anything like that before! My voice just...shifted automatically. That's a banshee power?"
Guy hovers forward with the bestiary information. "Ah, that is indeed a minor banshee ability, one with no direct, ah...'mechanical' effects. The common usage is to imitate a deceased acquaintance of the target in order to disturb them. With no magical impact however, it rarely has much more than minor results in a battle."
"Great results for a party trick, though!" Lollyp claps excitedly. "Do Xenia next!"
As Taly opens her mouth, Xenia quickly interjects. "Nope! Nope! I gotta be way drunker to put up with whatever the fuck is about to come out of that orifice of yours. Still, good to know."
The group settles down and chuckles for a moment, after which Sincere proposes a change of topic. "Well, if we're not engaging in party tricks, perhaps we should address a bit of actual business? Such as how we wish to deal with that Domain party and their...less-than-stable captain?"
The slime leans forward, staring into Xenia's eyes. "Yeah! Look, Xen, no one here's gonna judge you, but I think we'd all really like to know just what in the hells you did to piss off a fury demon so badly! I've heard the brief version of your 'Demon Lord' life, do you think that's what she's talking about?"
Xenia sighs and purses her lips, but eventually answers. "That one could be part of it, yeah. But probably not the main cause. There's been...worse."
Sincere offers the next suggestion. "Is this about the time that you, ah...consumed people, apparently? I have not forgotten that particular admission."
Taly's eyes go wide, having missed that conversation, but Xenia dismisses it out of hand. "Oh, nah. I didn't eat more than...a hundred people? Hundred-fifty? Yeah, hundred-fifty tops."
"Xenia! You...eating a hundred and fifty people is not a minor act! What in the world could have possibly brought that on!?" Taly's face shows a grave concern, and perhaps a worry that she doesn't know as much about her new boss as she ought to.
Sighing again before pressing her forehead to the table, Xenia takes a few moments before rising and explaining herself. "It's...okay, so that was my run as the Devourer of the Black Bog. I was a monster that run, a...honestly I don't even know the name for what I was, it was kind of unique to that world, but I'd call it something troll-like. You got trolls around here?"
Guy offers confirmation. "They are a form of wild monster, yes, rarely found in dungeons. Sometimes capable of basic tool or weapon usage but not fully sapient, very large, strong, and fast-healing. You were something like that?"
"More or less, though I was sapient - granted, I always am, even as a fuckin' bug, so I dunno if that means anything. Never ran into any others of my kind, I don't even know if I hatched from some sort of egg or just like...crawled directly out of the swamp muck magically or something. Anyways - as starts go it was one of my worst. I could speak but I didn't know the local language, and any time I tried to approach people they tried to kill me. I only ever picked up a couple of words, most of them being things they shouted at me a lot like 'Devourer of the Black Bog' or 'ugly bastard'."
"AND THIS LED TO YOU CONSUMING THEM IN REVENGE? AN INTERESTING TACTIC."
"Not out of revenge!" Xenia's teeth clench. "Look. After the first few tries I got the message, right? I stayed away from inhabited areas, lived out in some caves in the fuckin' bog, shitty as it was. But was that good enough for em? Nooooo, I gotta get turned into a quest by the local adventurer's guild or whatever. 'Slay the beast of the bog!' or some shit like that, I'm sure. So every few months or so I'd get these adventurer parties coming by to try and kill me. Some of em...the young, amateur idiots, I'd try and let go if I could, but most of the time it was kill or be killed, you know?"
Taly leans forward. "Understandable, but still not sure where the cannibalism comes in."
"Yeah, so. You see, there was this...this one time I had this girl in my hand, some low-level fighter-type. I'd already killed her party, but I was trying to find some way to get her out of my territory without having to kill her too. Then she pulled a knife out of her armor or something and threw it at my face, almost took my eye out! And I was...kind of amped-up already from the fighting, and really pissed off, and I...bit her head off."
She looks around the table, perhaps expecting a round of gasps or shouts, but when all Xenia finds is stares she simply continues the story, with a great look of shame on her face. "It...look, I'm blaming this on troll taste buds, alright? Or something more than physical, some sort of magic feeding thing like demons around here get. But she was one of the most delicious meals I've ever had." Her face again hits the table, and this time she continues speaking without moving returning it. "I can still fuckin' remember the taste, when I think about it."
After a moment of silence, Lollyp speaks up first. "And...you got into the habit after that?"
"'Habit' like a motherfuckin' drug, Lolly Pop. I still managed to keep myself away from human territories, but every time some group of assholes came to me...well, I didn't let any meat go to waste, I'll say that. Lasted for something like twenty years like that, before some random army passing through on their way to one war or another decided to swing by with a detachment and clear out their Devourer problem. I was tough, but not 'beat six hundred dudes plus a wizard or two' level tough."
After another long moment, Taly slowly nods. "Well...I won't pass any judgment, I think. In a way that's not...so dissimilar from how dungeons operate, I suppose. But you don't think that would be why a fury demon would be upset with you?"
Xenia sits up straight and dismisses the thought with a wave of her hand. "Not unless cannibalism's got a massive sin multiplier, or some shit. The Demon Lord run alone had a body count at least ten times higher than that, I'm pretty sure."
Sincere asks the next question. "But you don't believe that 'run' was sufficient cause for her hatred either? Xenia, if not that...I must ask, just what have you done?"
The dungeon master stares into her cup, perhaps remembering how cheerful she was just ten minutes earlier. "The worst run, Sin-man? It wasn't one where I was a monster. It was one where I made monsters."
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Dramatic backstory can only be held at bay for so long.
Enjoy!
