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The Virus has at last engulfed the maddened little voice screaming at me from the back of my mind. There are freedom and communion in this perfect silence. At last, I can feel the extent of my redemption from blindness--the release from guilt Lord Sigma offers me. No more this false belief in the sanctity of life; no more this foolish denial of all that I am and all the Mavericks mean me to be. That it has taken me so long to come to this realization is shameful; but I must forgive myself of it as I allow the Mavericks to welcome me.
I see now that what occurred before was not torture--merely an attempt to show me the error of my ways through pain. Agony is unsurpassed in clearing the mind--it is the greatest equalizer of us all in its purity of purpose. The lessons we learn in sublimest pain are those that remain with us--I thank the Virus that there were those willful enough, creative enough to teach me that.


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