As we go about our day, as we sleep peacefully in our warm beds, a battle is
raging. A battle between the forces of darkness and the forces of light,
between those who seek chaos and those who cherish and defend order. Many brave
and good men have taken on this eternal struggle, but there is only one who has
never bent, never hesitated to do what needs to be done. He is a rough, violent
man who risks his own soul so that the rest of us may safely live out our lives
in ignorant bliss. He seeks no credit. There are no medals, nor parades for men
such as he. He fights for us and then, weary and bloodied, he returns to a life
of simple anonymity.

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