In the book of life of the... (I pause as the prayer began to escape my lips, shaking my head.) No... (I left my weapon behind, my belief, my purpose... Surely there must be more for me, somewhere. Why else would God leave me? Was it my sins? Was Knoth wrong? Had God abandoned me as punishment for the lives I'd taken...? I lifted my head quickly as I heard a sound in the brush, interrupting my thoughts.) What purpose have you wrought for me, Lord...? (I stood up, stepping towards the sound.)
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