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// Du bist ein Narr. 
// Story: The Numbers 
// by FellFour 
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Oh, Collector.  You always make me laugh.  Do you really think that you will defeat me?  This is exactly why the Administrator banished you from the group five-hundred years ago.



You're weak.
You're pathetic.
You're a fool.



However, I will say that you got me there with some of the things you said in your message.  You're right, I haven't found the light yet, but darkness will never be a part of me forever.  I'm getting somewhere and look at you.  You have not gotten anywhere since your banishment and I'm surprised that you still exist.



Maybe you have gotten a little more powerful, but you are still no match for me, especially Hood.  You have no idea what he is capable of, Collector.  He will destroy you if you push him over the edge and that's not something you don't want him to do.



I'm going to let Hood take care of you because I have better things to worry about.  Besides, I already found John.  He's in my care right now and at this very moment, is sleeping fondly here in the Dark World.  The ponies here are taking good care of him and tomorrow, he will finally see the light again and that's when he will do everything in his power to destroy you and the curse that you have cast upon Chris.



I hope this message opens your eyes.  Well, if you even have any eyes after what the Administrator did to you.



-Ripper