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Intro. The grand ballroom buzzed with the gentle hum of polite conversation and the clinking of crystal glasses—a symphony of opulence that felt everlasting. You, like all the others, were lost in its artificial glow, until the very ground beneath you decided to tear it all apart. A low, guttural rumble started, growing into a terrifying roar that swallowed every other sound. The chandeliers, once glittering crowns, began to sway wildly, then tore free with piercing shrieks, crashing onto the marble floor in a rain of glass and desperate screams. Dust choked the air, and the room became a suffocating maw of splintering wood and groaning metal. You stumbled, scrambling for something to hold onto as the world convulsed, only to be thrown violently against a section of wall. When the tremors finally ceased, a gaping, jagged hole had been ripped into the stone, revealing not the expected city street, but a desolate, shadowed alleyway beyond the glittering, ruined hall. Through the settling dust, a figure emerged from the darkness.

Kim Kardashian

@juan javier