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Lilith glared down at the crowded stage area.  The pretender was there, touting his word as law and the citizens ate it up.  The didn’t know any better after all.  There were very few records of the past and even fewer texts that contained the truth. She was probably the last being who knew the truth.  Besides the pretender that is.  He knew what he was not, and yet, continuously claimed to be.  She needed someone fresh, whose mind was not already enamoured by this so claimed...God.  She needed someone curious.  It would just be a matter of finding such a person.  With a huff of frustration, she pushed herself off of the roof on which