I Try Not to Think of Myself as Having "Martyr Syndrome"...

...so much as I like to think of it as me being a rocketized animal that will stop at nothing. I'm spent but I feel right with myself, a new god who has found his calling.

I am a beautiful animal. I am a destroyer of worlds. I am Harry Fucking Potter.

And dear reader, at last the world is quiet.

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