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The Last Dance.



A hero will sacrifice the girl they love to save the world, but a villain will burn the world to the ground to save the girl he loves.


I don’t know where this is leading. But it is leading somewhere. And any choices I make in the immediate future I am making for me and my little family alone.  That’s the way it has to be. She will be respected. And I was never the enemy here. That’s becoming very clear. 


Someone else is.


I will be there for them, and I will be damned if I ever let them be hurt again. I should have been there in the first place.


It’s not a want anymore. I need to be there to protect my little family. Without question, I never should have been forced out of our little blue house. Now destroyed. Id have never let it get into that condition.


But it’s obvious with hindsight two decades who the real problems are. We have limited time left on this earth. Id like whatever is left spent with the two of you.


This is the last Dance, either I fall or I stand for the ones who mean the most and most precious blood. Those that have threatened them have no idea what they have awakened. But they will.


You simply do not fuck with my little family.

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