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It's...it's too much. The stress you've been under, combined with the
peace and beauty of this place...
You're overcome.
You fall to the ground, weeping like a child.
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Your tears brought pain and suffering to this place for the first time since the world began, destroying it in a hellish cataclysm. Nice going, dumbass.
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Tiny fairies come to see if they can help you.
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Tiny fairies come to laugh at you. They all look like the people who tormented you in high school.
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As it is dark, the grues are coming out.
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Set it all ablaze. FIRE! FIRE!
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