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make this easy, old man said Akiva, I didn't come here to kill humans. Why did you come? Even the Kym era don't trespass here. This world is no place for monsters. Monsters? Well, then I am not a monster. No, her as good doesn't think he is either. Do you monster of mine? He asked it almost fondly and razz good cud. Not a monster, A Sarah. A being of smokeless fire. Yes. Forged in another age in another world. He was looking hungrily at Akiva. I'm like you, brother. I'm just like you. Akiva did not enjoy the comparison. He said I'm nothing like you. Cripple in an acid tone that made Raz good flinch zeal reached up to pat the arm that was like a vise around his own neck. There, there, he said, his voice ringing hollow of compassion. He can't see it. It is a condition off monsters that they do not perceive themselves as such. The dragon, you know, hunkered in the village devouring maidens, heard the townsfolk cry monster and looked behind him. I know who the monsters are. A key Va's tiger eyes darkened How well he knew the Kym era had reduced the meaning of life. Toe war. They came in 1000 be still forms. And no matter how many of them you killed, more always came and more zeal replied. A man once said, Battle not with monsters, lest you become a monster. And if you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes also into you need, you know, exceptional mustache. Just tell me, Akiva began. But as you'll cut him off, have you ever asked yourself, Do monsters make war orders? War Make monsters? I have seen things, Angel. There are guerrilla armies that make little boys kill their own families. Such acts rebelled the soul and make space for beasts to grow inside Army's need. Beasts. Don't they head beasts to do their terrible work. And the worst is it's almost impossible to retrieve a soul that has been ripped away. Almost. He gave Akiva a keen look, but it can be done if ever. If ever you decide to go looking for yours. Fury flashed through. Akiva Sparks rained from his wings to be born by breezes over the rooftops of Marrakech. Why would I do that? Where I come from, old man A souls as useless as teeth to the dead spoken, I think, by one who still remembers what it was like toe have one.