Erzebet Bathory:
God, you have abandoned me. In war hundreds are killed and tortured and they are left there to rot and feed the vultures. And yet, we glorify our warriors. We give them laurel wreaths and honors. But all I get is torment, I cannot be humiliated this way. Give me an illness that will kill me fast. I cannot do it myself, I must go to heaven. Amen.
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