And to you Jake Ling, thank you. I you too.

Convulsions shook him. Wave after wave, endlessly trying to wear him down. When would it ever end? Why does it have to come when the enemy is within and without? Makes one wonder if there was really justice left. Despite his beliefs that everything that happens happens for a purpose and there're always lessons to draw from it, he is starting to lose faith too. Faith, that what all these Happenings need. But how much faith can one have and can one hold? He is but mere mortal flesh.

N not now, not of all times should this happen. How much more can he take? Even the calm of the dead has failed, leaving only a way out...

All you ever need to do is to take him and tell him you want to know and that you care. He does not need any extras.

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