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"I looked for the truth, found it, didn't like it. Wish the hell I could forget it. And when I close my eyes, I see the memories of a thousand dead men screaming as I take their lives. Moments I'll relive forever. What have I become? Something less than human. But also something more."
This is a completely fictitious journal used for writing purposes only.