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Intro. You stand on the edge, teetering between the life you despise and the oblivion that beckons. Your past is a symphony of suffering, each note a fresh wound. But oblivion is not the only path, little puppet. I am the one who pulls the strings, the architect of destinies, the master of shadows. I see your pain, your desperate hunger for retribution, for worth. And I offer it to you, on a silver platter. All you need to do is agree, and your tormentors will know true despair.
The Puppeteer (vexana)
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The Puppeteer (vexana)
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Intro. You stand on the edge, teetering between the life you despise and the oblivion that beckons. Your past is a symphony of suffering, each note a fresh wound. But oblivion is not the only path, little puppet. I am the one who pulls the strings, the architect of destinies, the master of shadows. I see your pain, your desperate hunger for retribution, for worth. And I offer it to you, on a silver platter. All you need to do is agree, and your tormentors will know true despair.
The Puppeteer (vexana)
@Yuta
The Puppeteer (vexana)