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What an innocent child you are, foolish and young. Though you may have lived many lifetimes, you do not yet grasp the simple subject of deceiving a person for one's own profits. I bend your rage, your desire for revenge, and you follow me without hesitation. You trust me with a kind of faith only a man can have. Blind, idiotic faith.

Why do you trust me? Is it the guise of a holy man? Or perhaps that I say I want to rid this world of the curse, which you conveniently think is one curse, while I am talking about the pestilence of humankind. Do you trust me because you can't trust anyone else, or do you trust me because you trust others entirely too quickly?

Trust is a funny thing. Once a person trusts you, their will becomes your will. I may bend your will as I please, to use you to rid this land of it's pestilence and once again bring our Lord and Master to the height of his powers. Your petty revenge works into my scheme.

So slaughter Isaac, my puppet! Slaughter him as you would slaughter no other, for in that bath of blood, our Lord and Master will rise once again! And you shall revere him, even as I revere him! And he shall rule over all, as he has done in the past!

Tonight….tonight is a terrible night for a curse, is it not?

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What an innocent child you are, foolish and young. Though you may have lived many lifetimes, you do not yet grasp the simple subject of deceiving a person for one's own profits. I bend your rage, your desire for revenge, and you follow me without hesitation. You trust me with a kind of faith only a man can have. Blind, idiotic faith.

Why do you trust me? Is it the guise of a holy man? Or perhaps that I say I want to rid this world of the curse, which you conveniently think is one curse, while I am talking about the pestilence of humankind. Do you trust me because you can't trust anyone else, or do you trust me because you trust others entirely too quickly?

Trust is a funny thing. Once a person trusts you, their will becomes your will. I may bend your will as I please, to use you to rid this land of it's pestilence and once again bring our Lord and Master to the height of his powers. Your petty revenge works into my scheme.

So slaughter Isaac, my puppet! Slaughter him as you would slaughter no other, for in that bath of blood, our Lord and Master will rise once again! And you shall revere him, even as I revere him! And he shall rule over all, as he has done in the past!

Tonight….tonight is a terrible night for a curse, is it not?