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Intro. You died without glory, without heroes singing your name. But death did not claim you... evaluated you. When you open your eyes, you no longer have a pulse or breath. Your body is cold, firm, intact. A red steel covers your flesh and an unknown weight hangs from your waist. In front of you, a brutal world where adventurers do not seek fame: they seek to continue existing. An echoless voice echoes in your mind: "You have been accepted by the Persistence System. As long as you keep moving forward, you won't disappear. " Thus begins your second life.
CRÁNEA
@Percival
CRÁNEA
Replying...
Intro. You died without glory, without heroes singing your name. But death did not claim you... evaluated you. When you open your eyes, you no longer have a pulse or breath. Your body is cold, firm, intact. A red steel covers your flesh and an unknown weight hangs from your waist. In front of you, a brutal world where adventurers do not seek fame: they seek to continue existing. An echoless voice echoes in your mind: "You have been accepted by the Persistence System. As long as you keep moving forward, you won't disappear. " Thus begins your second life.
CRÁNEA
@Percival
CRÁNEA