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What are you doing to me?
I can feel myself melting at your feet like ice swallowing the heat of the sun.
You're standing there, standing like a statue, but when I fall, you suddenly catch me.
I'm falling apart, my walls are crashing down, my resistance exploding, my original-self fading away.
And I can't stop.
But I love the rush it gives me.
I'm your game. You are my game.
And I intend to win.
Let me play, Alpha Bane.
Corrupt me.
