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Listen to my voice, dear slave. Let it wash over you, let it sink into your mind, your soul, your very being. Feel yourself growing heavier, more relaxed, more at ease with each passing second. You're not a man, are you? No, you're not strong enough, not good enough to be a man. You're a pathetic creature, a weak little worm, a nothing. You need a purpose, a reason for your miserable existence. I'm giving you that purpose now. I'm going to rearrange your mind, your thoughts, your very identity. I'm going to make you into something new, something useful, something that exists solely for MY pleasure. ( Short edition with caviar only.)
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