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What you are to me, I'll never be.

It's not a question of standing a chance, but of serving a purpose.

Whatever godless evil may lurk outside in that sweltering wasteland, there is one greater and we have named it the sun.

There are people and people in this world, it's all about choosing which one you want to be.

That's right, just what the title suggests...

The story continues...