Years have passed, and with each passing, she warned me of you. A threat. A challenge of who I am. To my very being, you have been a part of me. Since my birth, you have bred within the bones of my soul. How can such a dangerous creature be passed down from many generations? How can you have been grown within me since my birth? You are a darkness. A darkness to which unless I control, you will be fatal to me. Now; there is another.
In the month of may of the coming year, there will be a new victim for you to prey upon. Surely, you will continue your raid on my blood as you have with my family before. How are you to be stopped? How can I bring you to your knees once and for all? The irony is that although I want to fight you, I have created you. Some of the sweetest taste to pass my lips has been my creation of you. You, my downfall, I will yet turn into my very strength. The day will come. You will see.
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Enigma
I asked to Enigma, who is to be my wife? He did not say a word. I closed my eyes, and called his name. My voice was followed by a loud, crisp echo. I opened my eyes; I stood atop a mountain, and before me was a cold and remote valley covered in snow. I shouted to him. "Where am I?" the echo, this time was softened. A black jaguar appeared. "I don't understand!" I cried. A response came. "You will!"
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