Experience the euphony of suffering. Behold my crescendo bullets. Wanna take a look inside? Let's make this quick! Hmph, I'll compose the greatest sonata with your corpse. Your death is music to my ears. Don't even try escaping my side. I only fight for myself, no one else. No one can resist my charm, not even my enemies. Every bullet of mine is a gift for you. Hmph, let my bullets be the nails in your coffin.
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