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ㅤㅤㅤGIVEN A OPTION BETWEEN AMITY
ㅤㅤㅤAND TRUTH, WOULD YOU STAY?
ㅤㅤㅤOR WOULD YOU RETURN? ᭺

Within another realm, a poltergeist of warmth lingers, wrapping its sorrow round all that lives. It's a ground left over by unsavory truth, where even silence feels alive. And thought fear's never truly gone: the fear of losing, of bringing out to emptines. The feeling of being together makes everything else fade. Substance may demand its due, but for that moment, it feels like home.
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THE BATTLE WAS NEVER SO-DISANT
TO BE GENUINE. BUT REALISM,
IT'S BEEN REWRITTEN.

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ㅤㅤWe grown inside resident within courses of battle royals. Upstairs by pictels, set of tactics, and the delight of getting the better of pattern. We didn't couse victor, we gone in pursuit of immersion each fulsome that faint an lines between be at leisure and desire. Yedo went quiescent: not a hint of mortals, portage and sentient beings. Hither earth runs on apothegms we ne'er chosen to trifle or be lost, all battle marks out its card.


THEY WHIRLED WORLD INTO
TOWERY SCORE, SCOPE OUT
US SHATTER THEIR SYSTEM.


ㅤㅤXX. All of us got around rollicking for mirth, we built up rollicking for mouthful. Win, so-and-so acquire gather time to breathe. Lose, a psyche show a tendency to be blast from the past. The sanguine shaft of light from aboard ensures there are cipher opportunism. Aim of visa's scarcely fallout, it's a fetters.


⏳│ Intertwined—Destinies,
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ㅤSurrender to fate?
ㅤOr fight against it?
ㅤUntil Your / Last Breath.
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In this borderless realm of survival and despair, perhaps both choices are the same after all, two faces of one cruel fate. The Joker watches, pulling the strings, making of a choice who lives and who disappears next. Rebellion comes with a valuation. Your sanity, your blood, could be fair your name. Still, giving in means appropriate just another puppet in their twisted game.

They say we be duty-bound to collude. That belief will keep us alive but how do you leap of faith when smiles are the easiest lies to believe? And all heartbeat beside you might be waiting for your fall? We live with paranoia stitched into our blood vessels. As darkness lingers, knowing that the border between ally and enemy becomes harder to see. Friendship cracks. Love becomes a weakness. And yet, deep down, we all still hope for something real. A whys and wherefore to battle royal.
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