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glowingalloy
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And so the radiant righteous radiation from that radiant righteous orb roasted my rotten revolting repugnant shell as my soul reveled inside the husk. That intoxicating, divine pain disinfecting all that I felt was impure upon me.

Vile.

And so the radiant righteous radiation from that radiant righteous orb roasted my rotten revolting repugnant shell as my soul reveled inside the husk.

That intoxicating, divine pain disinfecting all that I felt was impure upon me.

Cities of filth and scum were crushed to cleansing rubble. Palaces of decay were set upon by purifying destruction.

The civilization of all that was awful was replaced by a wasteland of niceties and gayness.

Within moments the light had bore its way into my core. I felt every single thing that made me cold and bitter shot away into oblivion. My heart was cleansed and emptied.

It is now a sterile white void.

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