[Going back on his word is the next sin that pops up, and that, at least, is a sweet memory. He tips his head back, perfectly content to explain this in a way he hadn't been with all that mage rights nonsense.]
I swore I would spare the life of a woman who had once been a constant torment to me. After reaching into her chest and tearing her heart from her body, it became apparent I was lying.
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I swore I would spare the life of a woman who had once been a constant torment to me. After reaching into her chest and tearing her heart from her body, it became apparent I was lying.