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"An enchantment of eighth magnititude, A week of gathering ingreidients, A full seven hours of chanting... And your deepest desire was to give up your humanity to become...FRUIT ? Miniboy, You lived your entire life, gained experiences, had relationships so you could end up as a SNACK? ...
Oh well, I'll place you in a pile of apples at the market on the way home, some woman will buy and eat you.. a grusome end but hey- You picked it right?"
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