Blackmail hath pushed my fingers to forsake the works I, oh, so loved dearly. Now my hands work for this damned man. I curse! I curse! I curse! A deal? Might I find an escape of this hell, I have created? A slight chance! I thought to myself. I must not utter a word of this devious deal I made with this evil man. But with my warnings and writings... Might someone understand the clues I left for them? Might someone help me? Save me? I can only pray for the day, I will be saved from this man. But him. Oh, that monstrous man, who forced me to do such horrible deeds to innocent lives. He found out about my clues! My warnings! Out of anger, He made sure the writings I have made, will soon be the reason of deaths. Oh, such talent to write ! But that talent was forced to do such evil. My work which once, my father blessed, was now tainted with a curse. From a man of my past, nonetheless!
I pray for the damnation.
What have I done?
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