When all was dark and my world was shrouded in shadow. My shoulders weighed down by the oppression of the corrupted. Their spears of malice bearing down on me. The Gods raised their hammers and forged me a shield of their divine light. With their mighty creation, no evil barred my way. As the dark waters swirled around me and I felt so heavy. Their cold waves sapped me of my strength. The twisted creatures of the depths drew closer with each breath. The Gods raised their hammers and forged me a shield of their divine light. With their mighty creation, no evil barred my way. My path assulted by countless foes, and my will weakened. I began to feel weak in my knees and slow to move. Their power seemed like the mountains grandeur. The Gods raised their hammers and forged me a shield of their divine light. With their mighty creation, no evil barred my way. To them, I bow my head in reverence and awe. Through their power and might, I was saved for they are the Gods.
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