Written by: Emperor Abhorash Nehekhara
Date: Monday, April 1st, 2002
Addressed to: Etheriel Nerehte
Idiot,
As I read your post I kept hearing a sobbing little phrase in the back
of my mind:
Why can't we all just get along?
A disgusting, moronic statement from a simpleminded mortal more then
likely. You are nothing more then a wallowing pig in a maggot infested
mire of humgii dung and filth.
We are the supreme race, it matters not what anyone thinks of me, I
could care less. If you are that concerned with what others think of
you, perhaps you should return to suckling your mothers breast. If you
like I will rip if from her decaying corpse and stuff it down your
pathetic, whining little throat.
Emperor Abhorash Nehekhara
Penned by my hand on the 18th of Chakros, in the year 67 MA.
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