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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="05f15bcf8d0cb5d532701889e63f92aa"There were times in her short life in which she felt inhuman. Not because she had taken so many lives, but simply because she hadn't known where she was heading, or where she would end up. But, In the very back of her head was a flicker of hope. She hoped that she would find what she was looking for, although she herself did not know what that was. /p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="5bb4e89183661688c8234f3372ed6e43""The Goddess of Creation," He repeated. "I've heard so many stories." /p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="966e4cfa3380c733b632d9278badcfe4"She prayed this couldn't be true./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="05f15bcf8d0cb5d532701889e63f92aa"There were times in her short life in which she felt inhuman. Not because she had taken so many lives, but simply because she hadn't known where she was heading, or where she would end up. But, In the very back of her head was a flicker of hope. She hoped that she would find what she was looking for, although she herself did not know what that was. /p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="f670ae7fff0f5a6471bb0e8322cc0cd3"She wasn't sure what had brought her here. Maybe it was boredom, or maybe she had just been curious. Did she have to sacrifice her name to see this for herself? No. Could she have survived without seeing it? Yes. But, Although those thoughts had paced throughout her head, there she stood - sword in hand, peering over land that she thought quite different from the rest. The sun had been setting, but still high enough to peek through oversized, white clouds which illuminated the sky with a remarkable orange glow. The sun blanketed the many structures below in a newfound safety, as she stepped towards her most recent destination. The Dream SMP./p