Isaac and his mother lived alone in a small house on a hill. Isaac kept to himself - drawing pictures and playing with his toys as his mom watched Christian broadcasts on the television. Life was simple and they were both happy. That was, until the day Isaac's mom heard a voice from above. "Your son has become corrupted by sin. He needs to be saved." "I will do my best to save him, my Lord," Isaac's mother replied, rushing into Isaac's room, removing all that was evil from his life. Again, the voice called to her.

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡠⣚⣥⣤⠀⠀⢀⡷⠔⠒⠒⠲⠦⡀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⢎⣾⣿⠟⠁⡠⠖⣡⣶⣶⣶⠀⠀⠀⡇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡔⣱⣿⠟⠁⡠⠊⣠⣾⣿⡿⠟⠁⠀⢀⠌
⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠔⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠀⠘⠛⠛⠁⠀⣀⠤⠚⠁
⠀⠀⠀⡔⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⢯⠁
⠀⠀⡸⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢱ 
⠀⣰⠁⠀⣤⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠹ 
⢰⠃⠀⠀⠛⠁⠐⠂⠀⣿⡗⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢹⠀ 
⠈⢧⣠⣾⣷⣦⣠⣶⣿⣿⣦⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡇
⠒⠒⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡰
⠀⠀⠈⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯⡉⠉⠉⠒⠲⢤⡔⠁
⢀⠔⠁⠈⠻⣿⣿⡿⡋⠉⠓⠦⡄⠀⠀⠉⢫⠉⡆
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡐⠀⠀⠀⠈⢢⠤⠤⠜⠀⠀⠀⠀⡗⠁
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢇⠀⡖⠒⠒⠤⣀⠇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠁

⠀⠫⣾⣿⣟⣾⣿⣷⣗⣿⣿⣯⣿⣿⢿⣻⣿⣫⣿⣿⣻⣽⣯⣷⣷⡹⢝⢜⡄⠀ ⠀⠀⣿⣿⣟⣞⡿⡩⣶⣺⣿⣽⣿⣾⣿⣿⢅⡳⣿⣻⣟⡧⣿⣷⣟⣧⢳⡽⣶⠀ ⠀⢐⣿⣿⣳⢯⢮⠾⠻⢧⢟⣞⣗⣟⣞⢧⣿⣗⣎⢳⢯⢯⡻⣿⣽⣿⣦⢿⣿⠀ ⠀⢸⣿⢿⡺⣵⡏⠀⠀⢸⣯⣳⣻⠼⣎⣿⠿⠹⠮⡯⡿⣽⢺⣿⣿⣽⣿⡼⣿⠀ ⠀⢸⢯⢟⣵⣻⢷⣤⣤⠾⠿⣷⡯⣿⣾⡏⠀⠀⢸⣮⣻⢽⣺⣿⣾⣿⢾⡏⣿⠀ ⠀⠨⢧⣿⣿⣾⠹⠾⠁⠀⠀⠈⠀⠀⢹⡿⣤⣠⣾⣿⣷⣝⣿⣿⣻⣾⡿⡇⡏⠀ ⠀⠀⡏⣿⣿⣿⣦⣀⢀⣀⣴⣆⠀⠀⠀⠛⢓⣽⣞⣾⢟⣾⣿⣻⣿⢯⣿⢫⡇⠀ ⠀⠀⠸⣙⢿⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣶⣾⣿⣿⣝⡼⣻⢓⣵⣿⣿⣻⢏⣿⡇⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⢻⡵⣭⣛⣻⢽⠿⣟⢿⣿⣻⣿⣻⡿⣯⢷⣻⢣⡿⣟⣿⣾⢣⣟⡎⠓⠀

⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠛⠙⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⠿⠿⠿⢛⣋⡍⠉⠉⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⡿⠁⣾⣿⣿⣾⣿⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠀⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣷⠀⠙⣻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⠀⠀⢀⡀⣀⣴⠇⠀⠀⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⣰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡄⠠⠋⠙⠉⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⣿⣿⣿⣏⠀⣽⣿⠇⠒⢲⣤⡀⠀⠀⢠⠀⠀⠸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⡄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢳⣿⣶⡴⣿⡿⠗⣠⡺⠀⠀ ⢠⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣇⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯⢍⠉⠀⠦⠄⠚⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡄⠻⣿⣿⡿⢟⣃⡙⣒⡛⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⢀⣬⣍⣾⣿⣿⠏⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠘⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⢀⡾⣫⣼⠿⠛⢁⣴⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠹⣿⣿⣿

⠀⠫⣾⣿⣟⣾⣿⣷⣗⣿⣿⣯⣿⣿⢿⣻⣿⣫⣿⣿⣻⣽⣯⣷⣷⡹⢝⢜⡄⠀ ⠀⠀⣿⣿⣟⣞⡿⡩⣶⣺⣿⣽⣿⣾⣿⣿⢅⡳⣿⣻⣟⡧⣿⣷⣟⣧⢳⡽⣶⠀ ⠀⢐⣿⣿⣳⢯⢮⠾⠻⢧⢟⣞⣗⣟⣞⢧⣿⣗⣎⢳⢯⢯⡻⣿⣽⣿⣦⢿⣿⠀ ⠀⢸⣿⢿⡺⣵⡏⠀⠀⢸⣯⣳⣻⠼⣎⣿⠿⠹⠮⡯⡿⣽⢺⣿⣿⣽⣿⡼⣿⠀ ⠀⢸⢯⢟⣵⣻⢷⣤⣤⠾⠿⣷⡯⣿⣾⡏⠀⠀⢸⣮⣻⢽⣺⣿⣾⣿⢾⡏⣿⠀ ⠀⠨⢧⣿⣿⣾⠹⠾⠁⠀⠀⠈⠀⠀⢹⡿⣤⣠⣾⣿⣷⣝⣿⣿⣻⣾⡿⡇⡏⠀ ⠀⠀⡏⣿⣿⣿⣦⣀⢀⣀⣴⣆⠀⠀⠀⠛⢓⣽⣞⣾⢟⣾⣿⣻⣿⢯⣿⢫⡇⠀ ⠀⠀⠸⣙⢿⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣶⣾⣿⣿⣝⡼⣻⢓⣵⣿⣿⣻⢏⣿⡇⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⢻⡵⣭⣛⣻⢽⠿⣟⢿⣿⣻⣿⣻⡿⣯⢷⣻⢣⡿⣟⣿⣾⢣⣟⡎⠓⠀

⠀⠫⣾⣿⣟⣾⣿⣷⣗⣿⣿⣯⣿⣿⢿⣻⣿⣫⣿⣿⣻⣽⣯⣷⣷⡹⢝⢜⡄⠀ ⠀⠀⣿⣿⣟⣞⡿⡩⣶⣺⣿⣽⣿⣾⣿⣿⢅⡳⣿⣻⣟⡧⣿⣷⣟⣧⢳⡽⣶⠀ ⠀⢐⣿⣿⣳⢯⢮⠾⠻⢧⢟⣞⣗⣟⣞⢧⣿⣗⣎⢳⢯⢯⡻⣿⣽⣿⣦⢿⣿⠀ ⠀⢸⣿⢿⡺⣵⡏⠀⠀⢸⣯⣳⣻⠼⣎⣿⠿⠹⠮⡯⡿⣽⢺⣿⣿⣽⣿⡼⣿⠀ ⠀⢸⢯⢟⣵⣻⢷⣤⣤⠾⠿⣷⡯⣿⣾⡏⠀⠀⢸⣮⣻⢽⣺⣿⣾⣿⢾⡏⣿⠀ ⠀⠨⢧⣿⣿⣾⠹⠾⠁⠀⠀⠈⠀⠀⢹⡿⣤⣠⣾⣿⣷⣝⣿⣿⣻⣾⡿⡇⡏⠀ ⠀⠀⡏⣿⣿⣿⣦⣀⢀⣀⣴⣆⠀⠀⠀⠛⢓⣽⣞⣾⢟⣾⣿⣻⣿⢯⣿⢫⡇⠀ ⠀⠀⠸⣙⢿⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣶⣾⣿⣿⣝⡼⣻⢓⣵⣿⣿⣻⢏⣿⡇⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⢻⡵⣭⣛⣻⢽⠿⣟⢿⣿⣻⣿⣻⡿⣯⢷⣻⢣⡿⣟⣿⣾⢣⣟⡎⠓⠀

⠀⠫⣾⣿⣟⣾⣿⣷⣗⣿⣿⣯⣿⣿⢿⣻⣿⣫⣿⣿⣻⣽⣯⣷⣷⡹⢝⢜⡄⠀ ⠀⠀⣿⣿⣟⣞⡿⡩⣶⣺⣿⣽⣿⣾⣿⣿⢅⡳⣿⣻⣟⡧⣿⣷⣟⣧⢳⡽⣶⠀ ⠀⢐⣿⣿⣳⢯⢮⠾⠻⢧⢟⣞⣗⣟⣞⢧⣿⣗⣎⢳⢯⢯⡻⣿⣽⣿⣦⢿⣿⠀ ⠀⢸⣿⢿⡺⣵⡏⠀⠀⢸⣯⣳⣻⠼⣎⣿⠿⠹⠮⡯⡿⣽⢺⣿⣿⣽⣿⡼⣿⠀ ⠀⢸⢯⢟⣵⣻⢷⣤⣤⠾⠿⣷⡯⣿⣾⡏⠀⠀⢸⣮⣻⢽⣺⣿⣾⣿⢾⡏⣿⠀ ⠀⠨⢧⣿⣿⣾⠹⠾⠁⠀⠀⠈⠀⠀⢹⡿⣤⣠⣾⣿⣷⣝⣿⣿⣻⣾⡿⡇⡏⠀ ⠀⠀⡏⣿⣿⣿⣦⣀⢀⣀⣴⣆⠀⠀⠀⠛⢓⣽⣞⣾⢟⣾⣿⣻⣿⢯⣿⢫⡇⠀ ⠀⠀⠸⣙⢿⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣶⣾⣿⣿⣝⡼⣻⢓⣵⣿⣿⣻⢏⣿⡇⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⢻⡵⣭⣛⣻⢽⠿⣟⢿⣿⣻⣿⣻⡿⣯⢷⣻⢣⡿⣟⣿⣾⢣⣟⡎⠓⠀

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⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⠇
⠡⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⡟
⠀⠈⠢⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡾⠋
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⠲⣦⠞⠋
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠠⠂⠉⣴⣿⠏
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡠⠊⠀⢀⡤⠞⠛⠋⠉⣩⣿⡿
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⠀⠀⠀⠀⡠⠊⠀⡠⠞⠁⠀⠀⣀⣴⣾⠟⠋
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡠⠒⠉⠁⠀⠀⣊⣀⣤⣴⠿⠛⠋⠁
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⠊⠀⠂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢿⡆
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣾⠇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⠳⢦⣄⡀⠀⠠⢴⣅
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠸⠀⡔⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣉⡻⢦
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢁⠀⠀⠀⢀⡾⠉⠀⠀⠀⠻⡄
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡘⠀⠀⠀⣿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠹⠦⣄
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⠁⠀⢀⣴⣿⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣨⣤⡿
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠹⠶⠖⠋⠀⠈⠻⢶⣤⣤⣤⠞⠋

omaga shaishai

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣀⣀⣀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⡤⣤⠶⠛⠉⠉⠀⠀⠉⠉⠛⠲⣤⣤⣄
⠀⠀⠀⡼⠃⠈⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠁⠈⢧
⠀⠀⡼⢁⡆⠀⢀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡄⠀⢰⡈⢧
⢀⡞⠁⣸⠁⠀⢠⠬⠓⠀⣀⠀⠀⢀⠀⠛⠥⣄⠀⠀⡇⠈⢳
⡞⠀⠀⠹⣆⠀⠀⠆⠀⠀⠓⠊⠙⠚⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⠇⠀⠀⢻⠀
⣇⠀⠀⠀⠈⣹⠶⠦⠤⠤⣤⣤⣤⡤⠤⠤⠴⠶⣏⠁⠀⠀⠀⣸
⠈⠓⠲⠖⠚⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠓⠲⠶⠚

⢠⠊⣉⠒⠤⢀⡀          ⡐⢁⠴⢜⢄
 ⡎⢸  ⠉⠐⠢⢌⠑⢄    ⡸  ⡆    ⠣⠱⡀
 ⡇⢸        ⣀⠗  ⠉⠉⠁  ⠙⠢⠤⡀⢃⢱
 ⡇⠘⣄⢀⠔⠉                    ⠈⠁⠘⡄
 ⢇    ⠁                              ⠘⡄
 ⢸            ⢀⣀⣀⡀        ⢀⣀⣀⡀  ⢣
 ⡸        ⢴⣾⡿⠿⠽⠇        ⠘⠛⠛⠛  ⠈⢄
⠰⡁              ⢠⠒⠢⡀⠈⠒⠊  ❤ ⡠⢄  ⡘
 ⠱⣀          ⢀⠜    ⠇        ⢀⠔⠁  ⡏
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