You can't see it.

But you can most definitely feel it.

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My anger, my terror.

My power.

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This recollection of hatred, all focused.

An indescribable neverending feeling.

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Potentially the most dangerous thing alive.

You can't escape. Running is useless to it.

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Hiding just gives it overwhelming joy.

It lurks there. It waits here.

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It watches you.