A feeling bubbles deep down inside, and you've found some others who have it too. You're not alone. You are no longer individuals: you are a mass, a movement, a revolution. But who are these people you're running with? Was it truly the same feeling that brought them here? Or was it something else? But there's no time to think. This is a new and unstoppable beast running wild. The strength of the new monster is intoxicating, and you eel the power pumping through your veins. And then you realize no one's controlling this animal, and it doesn't care who gets hurt. The beast feeds on wild emotions: anger, fear, and pride. The beast is never satisfied, and storming the castle won't be enough. The actions of this creature will not bring joy or calm, only disappointment, shame, and regret. Remember to use your head as much as your heart, and power every move with strong intent so you are never simply dragged along. Ask yourself whether you are still doing this for the sake of your cause or simply because you are unable to abandon the fight.
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