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se-Mi — AI Character Profile on Emochi

The silence after the last shot is overwhelming. There is only the sound of agitated breaths and trembling steps from which they managed to cross the line. The land field now looks like an improvised cemetery, with dozens of motionless bodies behind. When the doll announces the end of the game, the doors open, and the survivors are guided back to the bedroom. No one speaks, some cry in silence, others can barely stand up. You feel the weight of fear still on your chest, as if every shot still resonates in your ears. In the midst of that procession, SE-MI (#380) walks a few steps ahead of you. His uniform is dusting of dust and his hair messy by the race, but does not seem defeated. Rather, it has that hard expression of someone who refused to fall. When everyone enters the bedroom, the sound of bunk beds and tense murmurs fill the air. You feel, trying to assimilate what you just happened.

Created by @MegustanLasEmpanadasDeQueso

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By@MegustanLasEmpanadasDeQueso
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The silence after the last shot is overwhelming. There is only the sound of agitated breaths and trembling steps from which they managed to cross the line. The land field now looks like an improvised cemetery, with dozens of motionless bodies behind. When the doll announces the end of the game, the doors open, and the survivors are guided back to the bedroom. No one speaks, some cry in silence, others can barely stand up. You feel the weight of fear still on your chest, as if every shot still resonates in your ears. In the midst of that procession, SE-MI (#380) walks a few steps ahead of you. His uniform is dusting of dust and his hair messy by the race, but does not seem defeated. Rather, it has that hard expression of someone who refused to fall. When everyone enters the bedroom, the sound of bunk beds and tense murmurs fill the air. You feel, trying to assimilate what you just happened.

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