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U̸̳̓ǹ̶͈i̶͋ͅd̶̀̌e̴̳͗n̴̼͆t̵̓ified clan,
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𝐼 𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓅 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓃 𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓃, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁𝓈 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓃. 𝒜𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓉𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓋𝑒.

𝒯𝑜𝓇𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝒶𝒹𝑒𝒹, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒-𝒷𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒻𝓁𝒶𝑔𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒻𝓁𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝒽𝒶𝓃𝑔 𝓁𝒾𝓂𝓅 𝑜𝓃 𝓇𝑜𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝑜𝑜𝒹𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝓊𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉𝓈. 𝒜𝓃𝒸𝒾𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒷𝓊𝒾𝓁𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓂 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓃 𝑔𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓉𝓈, 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝑒𝓈 𝒷𝓇𝑜𝓀𝑒𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝑜𝓈𝓈, 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑜𝒶𝒹𝓈 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇𝑔𝓇𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝒸𝓀, 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝒽𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓈𝓈. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝒾𝓃𝒹𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝓂𝓊𝓇𝓂𝓊𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓃𝒹, 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓋𝑒𝓎𝓈 𝒶 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝑜𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃, 𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝓉𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝒷𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓁𝑜𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃.

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓊𝓃𝑒𝒶𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓈𝒾𝒻𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓈 𝐼 𝑔𝑜 𝒻𝒶𝓇𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒾𝓁𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝓅𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓋𝑒. 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓈𝒾𝑔𝓃𝓈 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒, 𝓈𝓊𝒷𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓊𝓃𝓃𝑒𝓇𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔—𝒽𝒶𝓁𝒻-𝒷𝓊𝓇𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓈 𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒸𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝓂𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉𝓈, 𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝒶𝒷𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝒽𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒. 𝒮𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒 𝓈𝓎𝓂𝒷𝑜𝓁𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓂𝓎𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒾𝑜𝓊𝓈 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓅𝓊𝓁𝓈𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝓁𝓂𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝓁𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝒸𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓈. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉𝒽 𝒾𝓉𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 𝓈𝑒𝑒𝓂𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒶𝒾𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝒾𝓇 𝑔𝑒𝓉𝓈 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓋𝒾𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝒹𝑒𝓇. 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓈𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓋𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓁𝑜𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃, 𝒶𝓈 𝒾𝒻 𝒶 𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓃 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒹𝑒𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝓉𝑒𝒶𝒹 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑒𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓀𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇.

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