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The Eleventh one broken and cracked to the core,
seeking peace in death forevermore.

Twelfth was the butcher, always ready to die,
was drowned in rage through the cause of a lie.

Thirteenth, the righteous, the most perfect son,
does everything better than others could’ve done.

Fourteenth so spiteful and easy to provoke,
his only aim was his own ego to stroke.

The Fifteenth, the one that saw it all through,
yet fooled by the trickster without having a clue.

Sixteenth, the favourite, the one without sin,
unaware of how corruption blossomed within.

Seventeenth plotting and quite weak-tempered,
couldn’t go ten seconds without being pampered.

The Eighteenth pure-hearted and always nice,
the Eighth would make sure he’d pay the price.

Nineteenth was agile and sneaky to the core,
bound to exile, leaving nevermore.

Now the twentieth, leaving no one know,
whom is a friend and whom is foe.

No, what is this, ‘tis not how it’s done!
There’s no such thing as twenty-one!
"I remain in the shadows for my time to come,
but I’ve had my fun and now I’ll be gone!"
If you ain’t Alpharius, then another son…?
"Well, yes and no, my name is Omegon."
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