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You asked who I am.
I am fury of the father who must bury his only daughter.
I am the sorrow of the mother who sees her son swallowed whole by a life of crime.
I am the anti-virus to a city in the grasp of an infection that eats away at the flesh until all is consumed by rot and disease.
I will purge this world of your kind; I only make warnings once.