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Even in their fleeting nature, our encounter and the shared moments remain etched in my mind. And so, I’ve made a choice—to erase it all. Perhaps in this act of deliberate oblivion, I’ll grasp the essence of “malice” and taste the bitter flavor of “guilt.”

— Macht of the Golden Land, a demon, after spending decades trying to understand empathy, and failing.

Now imagine: being home without working!