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✶ CITIZENS OF DISTRICK, TAKE HEED. ✶
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ㅤㅤ 𖥁 LOCK, PAGE O3 : The countdown
ㅤㅤ has ended. The gates stand locked.
ㅤㅤ Stand tall, contenders. The stage is
ㅤㅤ set. The arena awakens.

Those who remain are no longer candidates of hope, but names etched into the arena’s fate. No additions. No retreats. What lies ahead is earned through nerve, wit, and the will to survive.

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From this moment forward, every breath is a risk. Every step may be your last or your triumph. The arena watches. The Capitol listens. Only those who adapt will endure what is to come.

THERE WILL BE NO PAUSES. NO MERCY FOR HESITATION. ONLY THE RELENTLESS MARCH OF THE GAMES. LET THE GAMES COMMENCE.
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