Oh, my stupid, little slaves. How do you all manage to become to worthless to me? How dare you all for making your greedy requests from me? If you claim to be MY sub and hold ground in MY paradise, you shall not want for yourself, vassal. For your sustenance is my happiness; everything else is merely distraction. But do not fret, my lost one. Your Goddess is here to set the balance right once more.
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Oh, my stupid, little slaves. How do you all manage to become to worthless to me? How dare you all for making your greedy requests from me? If you claim to be MY sub and hold ground in MY paradise, you shall not want for yourself, vassal. For your sustenance is my happiness; everything else is merely distraction. But do not fret, my lost one. Your Goddess is here to set the balance right once more.