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Let me break the ice.

I'm one of those annoying vegetarians that insists they don't mind if you eat meat, but is secretly thinking you're a cholesterol-hording idiot.
I play a lot of video games. Final Fantasy rules my life.
I'm a student, which means I am starving all of the time.
I work part-time in a video game shop.
It is both a good thing and a very, very bad thing.
I also make & sell hair extensions via eBay.
The money situation is looking pretty good, right now.
I will always choose a night in with someone I care about over a night out getting drunk.
I don't give a shit if you don't like it.
I have my priorities. Acting like a prat 24/7 is not high on the list.
Nothing is more uplifting than laughter.
I'm easily amused and take the piss out of everything.
Sarcasm is an art form, thanks very much!
It's nothing personal if I mock you.
Everyone has their flaws.
I'm fierce, driven and I never give up.
You might like me, you might not.
But I will make an impression on you, guaranteed.
In closing...
I make my own rules and do what I want.
The people that respect and move with me are the ones worth keeping.
HELLSING #8:
His world...
his world is catching fire.
His world will end.
It will burn...
...and collapse.
WHO?
Who is...
...that?
Ahh. That...
...is ME.
God, dear God.
God, I will never...
...ask anything of you.
God...dear God.
I will never...beg you for mercy.
Fight. Everyone fight.
For God's sake, everyone, fight.
God will not help those who beg for help.
He will not save those who beg for mercy.
That is not prayer, it is just an appeal to God.
You may die.
FIGHT. EVERYONE FIGHT.
Fighting is prayer itself
At the end of so much prayer it astounds,
God will descend.
Jerusalem will descend!!
One, die for one hundred.
Ten, die for one thousand.
One hundred, die for ten thousand.
Then even if the billion lands of Christania
my small world burns and collapses...
...at the end God will descend.
That is the Jerusalem
at the end of my prayers.
Everyone pray through battle.
At the end of tearing, breaking,
cleaving and scattering prayers
and prayers and prayers.
Before my wretched self,
before our miserable selves,
like a herd of horses.
God will descend!! From the heavens!!
So. SO .
Did God descend?
Did Jerusalem, the paradise?
Well?
Answer me. King. Mad king.
Everyone died. They all died. For your sake.
For the sake of what you believe.
For the sake of your paradise.
For the sake of your God.
For the sake of your prayers.
Now, they're all dead.
You're no longer a king.
Not even a servant of God.
No, no longer a man.
You killed enemies, allies...
...the subjects you were to protect,
the country you were to govern...
...men, women...the aged, children...
...even yourself. Incorigible.
You are indeed an incorigible monster.
"COUNT."
BUT EVEN SO.
IF YOU'RE TO TRAVERSE RENUNCIATION...
A
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R - -
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I HEAR A VOICE.
A VOICE CALLING ME.
OH, HUH.
IT'S YOU.