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"If I whet my glittering sword, and mine hand take hold on judgement; I will render vengeance to mine enemies, and will reward them that hate me. I will make mine arrows drunk with blood, and my sword shall devour flesh." There is no merciful god; no more benevolent deities to aid us. We are alone in this battle, so should we dare to take up their ancient, abandoned weapons and become like gods ourselves? Only time will tell...