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ㅤ ㅤ BEWARE—THE APOCALYPSE
ㅤ HAS BEGUN.
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On August 3rd, we take back what was once ours. The illusion of safety has shattered; the epoch of ruin begins. What comes next… is survival. #FromAshToEyre 🧟
The earth lies gutted; civilization a myth, comfort a relic. What remains is bone and ash, the stench of memory, and a sky that no longer promises dawn. This is the Appcalyps, and in this new order, comfort is a myth.
✋ 𝘽𝙐𝙏 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝘼𝙇𝙇 𝙄𝙎 𝙇𝙊𝙎𝙏 🤚
Beyond the chaos, one bastion still breathes. The Gate stands, not in grandeur, yet carved from a wreckage; a place for the broken, the hunted, the still-breathing. Whether you’ve lost your shelter, your family, or even yourself—HOUSE OF EYRE is open. It calls you home.
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This sanctuary did not bloom from stone alone. Our enduring gratitude to @TRNDSETTEE, the artificer of this emblem. To those in need, slide through. One call away, @EyreRobot. From its core, we rise. Through its code, we remember: what it means to live, not merely to survive.
If there is still marrow in your hope, if your heart beats not in fear, but in refusal, this is your calling. Your last safe zone. Your flicker of light in a blood-drenched dusk. For we do not walk toward the end. We meet it head-on.
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ㅤ ㅤ BEWARE—THE APOCALYPSE
ㅤ HAS BEGUN.
ㅤ
On August 3rd, we take back what was once ours. The illusion of safety has shattered; the epoch of ruin begins. What comes next… is survival. #FromAshToEyre 🧟
The earth lies gutted; civilization a myth, comfort a relic. What remains is bone and ash, the stench of memory, and a sky that no longer promises dawn. This is the Appcalyps, and in this new order, comfort is a myth.
Beyond the chaos, one bastion still breathes. The Gate stands, not in grandeur, yet carved from a wreckage; a place for the broken, the hunted, the still-breathing. Whether you’ve lost your shelter, your family, or even yourself—HOUSE OF EYRE is open. It calls you home.
This sanctuary did not bloom from stone alone. Our enduring gratitude to @TRNDSETTEE, the artificer of this emblem. To those in need, slide through. One call away, @EyreRobot. From its core, we rise. Through its code, we remember: what it means to live, not merely to survive.
If there is still marrow in your hope, if your heart beats not in fear, but in refusal, this is your calling. Your last safe zone. Your flicker of light in a blood-drenched dusk. For we do not walk toward the end. We meet it head-on.
ㅤTHΣ APØCALYPSE HΛS ARЯIVɆD,
ㅤㅤㅤẞUT SÖ HΔVE WΣ. AÑD WE ARɆ
ㅤㅤㅤNØT MΛDE TÕ PEЯÏSH
ㅤㅤㅤ❕ SOEASĪLY🚸
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Good news is here! They're finally showing themselves, emerging after so long. They are The Eyre! Mark your calendars: they'll appear one by one, unobstructed and unhidden, on August 3rd, 2025.
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HOUSE OF EYRE: FROM ASH TO ALEXANDRIA
ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤ ㅤ BEWARE—THE APOCALYPSE
ㅤ HAS BEGUN.
ㅤ
On August 3rd, we take back what was once ours. The illusion of safety has shattered; the epoch of ruin begins. What comes next… is survival. #FromAshToEyre 🧟
The earth lies…
ㅤ ㅤ BEWARE—THE APOCALYPSE
ㅤ HAS BEGUN.
ㅤ
On August 3rd, we take back what was once ours. The illusion of safety has shattered; the epoch of ruin begins. What comes next… is survival. #FromAshToEyre 🧟
The earth lies…
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ THE BLEEDING SILENCE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤOF H O U S E O F E Y R E
ㅤㅤㅤㅤWhere the Living Still Remember.
ㅤㅤ✦. The world ended, but we didn't.
ㅤㅤ Our bond survives the ruins
ㅤㅤ each footstep echoes a story,
ㅤㅤ each soul a scarred legend reborn. ── · · 𖥠 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ THE BLEEDING SILENCE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤOF H O U S E O F E Y R E
ㅤㅤㅤㅤWhere the Living Still Remember.
ㅤㅤ✦. The world ended, but we didn't.
ㅤㅤ Our bond survives the ruins
ㅤㅤ each footstep echoes a story,
ㅤㅤ each soul a scarred legend reborn. ── · · 𖥠 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ| .. H O U S E O F E Y R E 🜃
ㅤㅤ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
⍟ THE SHADOWED LEGACY // Across ruined roads and forsaken fields, where the wind still whispers names of the fallen, a family marches beneath the rust-stained sky. The House of Eyre—silent, resolute, and unbroken. Their eyes like fire-lit coals. Their bond, unshakable. They walk the aftermath, not as prey… but as the reckoning. Ash and memory cling to them like second skin, and every echo of laughter is guarded like gold.
They are legend, myth, and blood in motion.
ㅤㅤㅤ(🝮) ✦ OMEN-BOUND PATH
ㅤㅤㅤRecorded in Fragmented Markings
ㅤㅤㅤAlong the Long South Road.
Within the husks of cities devoured by time, their banner still waves—a torn cloth sewn with kinship, courage, and consequence. Around their fire, tales are not told; they are engraved—with dirt, with scars, with the sound of a blade drawn under a copper moon.
Silent, resolute, and unbroken. Their eyes are like fire-lit coals—quiet but watching, burning through the fog of what once was. Their bond is not worn like armor, but carved like scripture across the soul.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ━━━━━━═╣✦╠═━━━━━━
“No banners. No bullets. Just dust, faith, and the road. The wind knows our name, and the stars remember our faces.”
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ| .. H O U S E O F E Y R E 🜃
ㅤㅤ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
⍟ THE SHADOWED LEGACY // Across ruined roads and forsaken fields, where the wind still whispers names of the fallen, a family marches beneath the rust-stained sky. The House of Eyre—silent, resolute, and unbroken. Their eyes like fire-lit coals. Their bond, unshakable. They walk the aftermath, not as prey… but as the reckoning. Ash and memory cling to them like second skin, and every echo of laughter is guarded like gold.
They are legend, myth, and blood in motion.
ㅤㅤㅤ(🝮) ✦ OMEN-BOUND PATH
ㅤㅤㅤRecorded in Fragmented Markings
ㅤㅤㅤAlong the Long South Road.
Within the husks of cities devoured by time, their banner still waves—a torn cloth sewn with kinship, courage, and consequence. Around their fire, tales are not told; they are engraved—with dirt, with scars, with the sound of a blade drawn under a copper moon.
ㅤㅤㅤThey do not merely survive. They persist.
ㅤㅤㅤAnd in the silence between screams, they sing.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ@HOUSEOFEYRE
Silent, resolute, and unbroken. Their eyes are like fire-lit coals—quiet but watching, burning through the fog of what once was. Their bond is not worn like armor, but carved like scripture across the soul.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ━━━━━━═╣✦╠═━━━━━━
“No banners. No bullets. Just dust, faith, and the road. The wind knows our name, and the stars remember our faces.”
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤBATTLER FROM ASH TO EYRE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ〄ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ LIFE AFTER APOCALYPSE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ MEET THE LAST FAMILY
(Bound by blood) and determined will, carved their sanctuary from the ruins, they're the last flickering ember in the vast. Laughter, repeatedly glazed with the echo of forgotten screams, grow into a defiant anthem and promise that even in the sorrow heart, life would find a way, and family would be its true vanguard. 𖡹
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ〄ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ LIFE AFTER APOCALYPSE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ MEET THE LAST FAMILY
(Bound by blood) and determined will, carved their sanctuary from the ruins, they're the last flickering ember in the vast. Laughter, repeatedly glazed with the echo of forgotten screams, grow into a defiant anthem and promise that even in the sorrow heart, life would find a way, and family would be its true vanguard. 𖡹
𖡻 𝖠𝗐𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽 𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖺𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖽,
𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗎𝗂𝗅𝖽 𝖼𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗓𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝖺𝗉𝗈𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗒𝗉𝗌𝖾, 𝖱𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖦𝗋𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌. 𖡻
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ㅤㅤㅤ The Terminus Found At Family's Dawn
ㅤㅤㅤ Kaelious Jethre Gmitrieve Eyre
ㅤㅤㅤ ✶ ────────────────── ✶
𖥔. 𝀽 Unscathed azure washed the earth after endless misery, they finally found their foothold wit every step took upon this once-silent land now echoed with relief, their hearts filled with a bittersweet gratitude. Once heavy with the stench of death and decay, now breathed with the scent of hope, morning dew clinging to the leaves, and the world seemed to inhale with them once more.
"Embraced by the gentle whispers of the wind, as if nature itself guided them toward the long-yearned peace."
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThey discovered true freedom,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤguardians of a love and life that
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤwould never destroy, (&.)
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤhope bounded by the ruins.
Gust carried their story through the woods, past the skeletal remains of the old world, now silent witnesses to their struggle. The journey ahead remained shrouded in mystery, they knew that each breaking dawn was a solemn promise of tranquility and an unwavering sense of belonging. With every passing moment, the world felt more intertwined. Each breath a sacred vow that they were part of something greater and threads woven tightly into the tapestry of time. 𖠻
ㅤㅤㅤ The Terminus Found At Family's Dawn
ㅤㅤㅤ Kaelious Jethre Gmitrieve Eyre
ㅤㅤㅤ ✶ ────────────────── ✶
𖥔. 𝀽 Unscathed azure washed the earth after endless misery, they finally found their foothold wit every step took upon this once-silent land now echoed with relief, their hearts filled with a bittersweet gratitude. Once heavy with the stench of death and decay, now breathed with the scent of hope, morning dew clinging to the leaves, and the world seemed to inhale with them once more.
"Embraced by the gentle whispers of the wind, as if nature itself guided them toward the long-yearned peace."
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThey discovered true freedom,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤguardians of a love and life that
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤwould never destroy, (&.)
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤhope bounded by the ruins.
Gust carried their story through the woods, past the skeletal remains of the old world, now silent witnesses to their struggle. The journey ahead remained shrouded in mystery, they knew that each breaking dawn was a solemn promise of tranquility and an unwavering sense of belonging. With every passing moment, the world felt more intertwined. Each breath a sacred vow that they were part of something greater and threads woven tightly into the tapestry of time. 𖠻
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Kaeulawn Eyre.
✿ signatured: of eulogium, wandering for a sincere. 𝅄 𓂋 ♥️
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤBATTLER FROM ASH TO EYRE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ〄ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ LIFE AFTER APOCALYPSE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ MEET THE LAST FAMILY
(Bound by blood) and determined will, carved their sanctuary from the ruins, they're the last flickering ember in the vast. Laughter, repeatedly glazed with the echo of forgotten screams, grow into a defiant anthem and promise that even in the sorrow heart, life would find a way, and family would be its true vanguard. 𖡹
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ〄ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ LIFE AFTER APOCALYPSE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ MEET THE LAST FAMILY
(Bound by blood) and determined will, carved their sanctuary from the ruins, they're the last flickering ember in the vast. Laughter, repeatedly glazed with the echo of forgotten screams, grow into a defiant anthem and promise that even in the sorrow heart, life would find a way, and family would be its true vanguard. 𖡹
𖡻 𝖠𝗐𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽 𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖺𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖽,
s𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗎𝗂𝗅𝖽 𝖼𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗓𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝖺𝗉𝗈𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗒𝗉𝗌𝖾, 𝖬𝗂𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖾. 𖡻
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ㅤㅤㅤ The Terminus Found At Family's Dawn
ㅤㅤㅤ Stephaniérelle Vivienne Eyre
ㅤㅤㅤ ✶ ────────────────── ✶
𖥔. 𝀽 Unscathed azure washed the earth after endless misery, they finally found their foothold wit every step took upon this once-silent land now echoed with relief, their hearts filled with a bittersweet gratitude. Once heavy with the stench of death and decay, now breathed with the scent of hope, morning dew clinging to the leaves, and the world seemed to inhale with them once more.
"Embraced by the gentle whispers of the wind, as if nature itself guided them toward the long-yearned peace."
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThey discovered true freedom,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤguardians of a love and life that
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤwould never destroy, (&.)
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤhope bounded by the ruins.
Gust carried their story through the woods, past the skeletal remains of the old world, now silent witnesses to their struggle. The journey ahead remained shrouded in mystery, they knew that each breaking dawn was a solemn promise of tranquility and an unwavering sense of belonging. With every passing moment, the world felt more intertwined. Each breath a sacred vow that they were part of something greater and threads woven tightly into the tapestry of time. 𖠻
ㅤㅤㅤ The Terminus Found At Family's Dawn
ㅤㅤㅤ Stephaniérelle Vivienne Eyre
ㅤㅤㅤ ✶ ────────────────── ✶
𖥔. 𝀽 Unscathed azure washed the earth after endless misery, they finally found their foothold wit every step took upon this once-silent land now echoed with relief, their hearts filled with a bittersweet gratitude. Once heavy with the stench of death and decay, now breathed with the scent of hope, morning dew clinging to the leaves, and the world seemed to inhale with them once more.
"Embraced by the gentle whispers of the wind, as if nature itself guided them toward the long-yearned peace."
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThey discovered true freedom,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤguardians of a love and life that
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤwould never destroy, (&.)
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤhope bounded by the ruins.
Gust carried their story through the woods, past the skeletal remains of the old world, now silent witnesses to their struggle. The journey ahead remained shrouded in mystery, they knew that each breaking dawn was a solemn promise of tranquility and an unwavering sense of belonging. With every passing moment, the world felt more intertwined. Each breath a sacred vow that they were part of something greater and threads woven tightly into the tapestry of time. 𖠻
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Stephaniérelle Yre
🝳 𝄒 ... ['TH ─SERAPHIC.] Soothing in the direction of the tender heart characterized by an ─ ethereal embrace ❋ “plus celestial warmth.”
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤBATTLER FROM ASH TO EYRE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ〄ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ LIFE AFTER APOCALYPSE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ MEET THE LAST FAMILY
(Bound by blood) and determined will, carved their sanctuary from the ruins, they're the last flickering ember in the vast. Laughter, repeatedly glazed with the echo of forgotten screams, grow into a defiant anthem and promise that even in the sorrow heart, life would find a way, and family would be its true vanguard. 𖡹
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ〄ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ LIFE AFTER APOCALYPSE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ MEET THE LAST FAMILY
(Bound by blood) and determined will, carved their sanctuary from the ruins, they're the last flickering ember in the vast. Laughter, repeatedly glazed with the echo of forgotten screams, grow into a defiant anthem and promise that even in the sorrow heart, life would find a way, and family would be its true vanguard. 𖡹
𖡻 𝖠𝗐𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽 𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖺𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖽,
s𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗎𝗂𝗅𝖽 𝖼𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗓𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝖺𝗉𝗈𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗒𝗉𝗌𝖾, 𝖡𝖾𝗍𝗁 𝖦𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗇𝖾. 𖡻
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ㅤㅤㅤ The Terminus Found At Family's Dawn
ㅤㅤㅤ Yelena Elsje Eyre
ㅤㅤㅤ ✶ ────────────────── ✶
𖥔. 𝀽 Unscathed azure washed the earth after endless misery, they finally found their foothold wit every step took upon this once-silent land now echoed with relief, their hearts filled with a bittersweet gratitude. Once heavy with the stench of death and decay, now breathed with the scent of hope, morning dew clinging to the leaves, and the world seemed to inhale with them once more.
"Embraced by the gentle whispers of the wind, as if nature itself guided them toward the long-yearned peace."
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThey discovered true freedom,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤguardians of a love and life that
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤwould never destroy, (&.)
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤhope bounded by the ruins.
Gust carried their story through the woods, past the skeletal remains of the old world, now silent witnesses to their struggle. The journey ahead remained shrouded in mystery, they knew that each breaking dawn was a solemn promise of tranquility and an unwavering sense of belonging. With every passing moment, the world felt more intertwined. Each breath a sacred vow that they were part of something greater and threads woven tightly into the tapestry of time. 𖠻
ㅤㅤㅤ The Terminus Found At Family's Dawn
ㅤㅤㅤ Yelena Elsje Eyre
ㅤㅤㅤ ✶ ────────────────── ✶
𖥔. 𝀽 Unscathed azure washed the earth after endless misery, they finally found their foothold wit every step took upon this once-silent land now echoed with relief, their hearts filled with a bittersweet gratitude. Once heavy with the stench of death and decay, now breathed with the scent of hope, morning dew clinging to the leaves, and the world seemed to inhale with them once more.
"Embraced by the gentle whispers of the wind, as if nature itself guided them toward the long-yearned peace."
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThey discovered true freedom,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤguardians of a love and life that
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤwould never destroy, (&.)
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤhope bounded by the ruins.
Gust carried their story through the woods, past the skeletal remains of the old world, now silent witnesses to their struggle. The journey ahead remained shrouded in mystery, they knew that each breaking dawn was a solemn promise of tranquility and an unwavering sense of belonging. With every passing moment, the world felt more intertwined. Each breath a sacred vow that they were part of something greater and threads woven tightly into the tapestry of time. 𖠻
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YELENA EYRE.
Inactive for a while!
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤBATTLER FROM ASH TO EYRE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ〄ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ LIFE AFTER APOCALYPSE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ MEET THE LAST FAMILY
(Bound by blood) and determined will, carved their sanctuary from the ruins, they're the last flickering ember in the vast. Laughter, repeatedly glazed with the echo of forgotten screams, grow into a defiant anthem and promise that even in the sorrow heart, life would find a way, and family would be its true vanguard. 𖡹
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ〄ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ LIFE AFTER APOCALYPSE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ MEET THE LAST FAMILY
(Bound by blood) and determined will, carved their sanctuary from the ruins, they're the last flickering ember in the vast. Laughter, repeatedly glazed with the echo of forgotten screams, grow into a defiant anthem and promise that even in the sorrow heart, life would find a way, and family would be its true vanguard. 𖡹
𖡻 𝖠𝗐𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽 𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖺𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖽,
𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗎𝗂𝗅𝖽 𝖼𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗓𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝖺𝗉𝗈𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗒𝗉𝗌𝖾, 𝖠𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗇. 𖡻
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