Xellos talks about someone he likes...
Fiery, smart, my little one.
Why don't you now with me come?
Light my world, my cold dark Hell.
Stay with me and make me well.
Passion burning in our eyes,
Show the world love doesn't die.
Mazoku love, so hard to bear.
But you, little one, will surely fare.
For in dark and cold searing flesh and bone,
In no such winter can one survive alone.
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