Dear Victor,
I have a few chosen words for you. It's been who knows how long, and some how I am not very happy. There is no companion by my side. There's no other being that looks like me. I can not believe you would do this to me. Then again, you do think I am a daemon and fiend to man kind. Well, you have only so much time time before our little deal is broken, and when it is you will not like what you find.
From An Old Fiend
p.s. The clock is ticking: Tick ... Tock ... Tick ... Tock. I'm watching you!
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