Words, words words!.

Does this now mean, that any post I make here shall not be met with insane threats, petty remarks and noble yet superficial promises?

Furthermore, is your ego of such inflation that you feel the City of Miracles requires more than one fighter to vanquish one such as you?

Salvador, who will face you without demons if it would cease the nonsense and sanctimony.

Written by my hand on the 6th of Skyelong, in the year 1195.