" I never knew my birth parents. There was a car accident...
my birth mother was incinerated, and I only survived because her smoking carcass had formed a protective cocoon of human effivence. A belgian men and his 15 year old love slave, were looting the accident scene, came across a blood soaked baby. MOI!
and raised me to be evil you know.
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