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Long have I not set foot upon the earth.

Even now, you remain ensnared to your responsibilities, unable to flee!

You, who was so free...

Where must I flee to, then? Enlighten me, Sancho.

I tipped the scales of that endless war, yet... there was no coexistence to be found at its end.

With blood, I have created this place, yet no family has found happiness within it.

I have dreamed, yet the dream only woke me to a heart impaled by stakes and this fetid stench of blood. Look at me, Sancho!

I am but Don Quixote... La Manchaland's Don Quixote.