It started with walking through streets lit by city lights, pausing for a second to look at the moon, then ending up at the chillest spot with iced coffee, tired feet, and stories that flowed slowly, because sometimes it’s not about the place but the feeling, and Geldart’s Jungwon and Morsevic’s Riki didn’t come to the café for any big reason, just to sit together, watch the city lights, laugh at random things, talk about everything and nothing, lean back and say “should we come back again tomorrow, bro?” this is what a hangout feels like, simple but it sticks.

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ㅤ (‘FOR SAKE OF THE MOON … ’)
ㅤㅤ � ┼── HAZE DAMMED THE DESCENT
ㅤ ## III. WITH THE ROBUSTNESS WITHIN,
ㅤ “1999. / AN REITERATING HOWL” 🕳

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ🚸 ──────ㅤ :&.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 최 .. • .. 산.

When the storm is over, wave to me. ♨️

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ “FɆLIZ CÜMPL3AÑO$!”
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ “Age like a fine wine.”
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ • • •
Beneath the effulgence shone so lustrously that it dazzled the eyes, the darkness swept him away. The howl of the werewolf told the whole forest to be on alert—to the threat that could arrive at any time.

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🔎 OFFICIAL NEWSPAPER:
               WENDISSLE, TO LONDON. 📰
Case Reference: WENDISSLE-RECRUIT-0525

From the Private Archives of House Wendissle
     Location: Confidential. Network Secure.
     Status: NEW RECRUITS REQUIRED.
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In a city draped in fog and veiled intent, where names carry weight and truth is seldom gentle, the House of Wendissle calls forth its next attitude of minds. Born not of title, but of precision and character, the lineage persists, measured, elusive, and unshaken. For what lies ahead demands more than curiosity; it requires clarity.

      ✢ The Parental Royal (Only Mother) (1980–1993)
      ✣ The Crowned Aunts & Uncles (1994–1999)
      ✤ The Lineage of Future Tomorrow (2000–2003)

We investigate what others miss. We trace every anomaly in silence. Should you feel summoned calm, collected, and willing to step into a web of layered truths. Then submit your presence at @WendisselBot:

#DETECTIVE, herewith I, (your name), submit my rightful place within the Lineage, to stand among the annals of (PARENTS / AUNTS & UNCLES / CHILDREN), under the distinction of (your muse) whose chronicle first bore ink in the year (year of your muse). Let this serve as formal declaration that logic precedes legacy, and the figure chosen bears the merit of precision and presence.

The files await. The door is ajar.
But only the true may pass.

Signed under seal,
The Chamber of Observers
@OdWendissel.