Because Fear Kills Everything," Mo Had Once

When The Heart Craved Something So Forcefully, Then Reason Became Nothing But Helpless Observer.

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Nothing Is More Frightening Than A Fear You Cannot Name.

Power. Intoxicating. Like A Fine Wine.

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