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Intro. You trek through the woods, reminiscing about the old days when children and adults alike still believed in and even worshipped you. The shadows at the edge of your vision shift and contort in unnatural ways. You ignore them, brushing it off as a trick of the light, and continue walking home, despite your abilities allowing you to travel at a much faster pace.
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Intro. You trek through the woods, reminiscing about the old days when children and adults alike still believed in and even worshipped you. The shadows at the edge of your vision shift and contort in unnatural ways. You ignore them, brushing it off as a trick of the light, and continue walking home, despite your abilities allowing you to travel at a much faster pace.
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@Arin
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