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There’s not really much use in unleashing our worthless legs to run from The vengeance. It’s instinctive though, and I suppose that instinct to The fear usually works alright considering we got this far as a species. But Cain couldn’t run from the blood being swallowed up by the same clay he was shaped from. His only escape was a pledge of vengeance. By one who slaughtered a Leviathan. So began, so continues human ity’s obsession with The vengeance.
Despite being aware that fleeing is like attempting to escape a bloodhound wielding a rifle, those legs still find a way to move. So you run, upon the very ancient form which hunts you.
