Invocation: VIII

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Sheep, I tell you;

humans are as fickle as sheep,

especially with such touchy subjects as religion--

or anything even remotely spiritual.

I had one, and then I had ten more.

Former Christians, Jews, Muslims,

even Pagans and those who bowed to the Dark Lord;

they all came to me, and I recieved them.

I am above all others,

beyond anyone's wildest and darkest dreams.

If I so desired, I could easily take on the Three.

Not yet, though.

No... not yet;

just a little longer.

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