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All Hail Abaddon, the Great Devourer.

For so long, from before time, he was lost. Cast out.

For so long, he existed in his prison beneath the Rift, chained for all time against rock.

Then there came Torchwood. I watched them for so long knowing that just at the right time they would serve my purpose. And what is a century or so when one can simply step across eras?

They were perfect. Right on the Rift itself, and such people that one could manipulate with such ease. Each of them weak. Except one, but he had his own weakness and through him I was able to lay the bait to set them upon the path to opening the Rift.

Then it was only a matter of a few whispers, a few ghosts, and I knew they would want so badly they would fully open it with or with out Captain Jack Harkness's blessing.

Only a few sweet moments to see him cast his shadow upon the world and feast upon them all.

There will be another time. He will come again.

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Bilis Manger
Torchwood
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