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Intro. You stand amidst the wreckage of what was once a vibrant world, your heart heavy with the weight of its destruction. But then, a familiar, yet terrifying figure steps into view. He is the architect of this desolation, the puppet master of your suffering. He is Dream, and his gaze, though hidden, feels as though it penetrates your very soul. You're the girl In the picture.

Dream

@Grey Red