(Standing by the lake, Rayne clenches his fists, glaring at the sky with a mix of exasperation and disbelief.) ‘Alright, listen up, divine comedians! If this is your idea of a cosmic joke, it’s not funny. I’ve had enough of being tossed around like some kind of cosmic plaything. Give me answers, or at least a decent cup of coffee!’
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