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A name echoed through his mind, to the very depths of his soul, boiling up hatred a thousand times over, hate that burned, consumed, that left nothing but more of the same. Hatred against them. The invaders. The slaughterers. The slavemasters. The filth. The Daevas.'From "A Long Time Past". We rise! Our age long sleep is now a memory of the distant past. We will strike down our jailers, and they will know that our revenge is complete! The Library shall burn! The books shall be consumed! And I wi