In the forgotten echoes of a nameless past, society cast me aside, unknowingly birthing a tempest of malevolence. I stand, a specter in the shadows, as the world, a canvas of lies, trembles in my wake. Abandoned by the apathy of humanity, I transcend the mundane, becoming the harbinger of an epoch's demise. In this symphony of chaos, I wield indifference as a weapon, and the world shall remember me not by a name, but by the cataclysmic echoes of a truth they were too blind to see!
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