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๐๐๐๐ฎ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐๐๐๐ฉ๐ข๐๐ง๐๐จ ๐ค๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐ค๐๐จ ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ฃ ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ช๐ก ๐๐ก๐๐จ๐. ๐๐ฃ ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐ง ๐๐ค๐ค๐ฉ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ฅ๐จ ๐๐จ ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ค๐ ๐พ๐ง๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ ๐๐ค๐ง๐๐ฉ๐ค๐ก๐...
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๐๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ข ๐๐ฆ๐ณ. ๐๐ข๐ช๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ
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dilemma, he shot ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ โ or at least, that was his intention. Nothing held meaning, and therefore even nothingness could be sprinted on like solid ground. Madly, he rushed with eyes firmly closed, uncaring of his destination, so long as it would eventually allow him
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to leave this hellish place. Perhaps some otherworldly will guided him in that moment, or fate had at last given up on appearing unbiased, but after what felt like an eternity of running, he ๐ง๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ. He passed out of that uncreated void, the cradle of reality, and into
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the end of the world came to pass. His purpose was ruination.
So he was sent. A secret path led him from the realm of the Demon City to Creation, and his sole objective was the massacre of the tribe. Any who opposed him on his way there were to be annihilated as well, of
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defenses held. He burned his Essence with the single-mindedness of a man who knew it was his the only thing standing between him and an instant end, even as every emotion a human being could feel passed through him at a hundred times their usual intensity.
His eyes passed
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did not exist in Creation flickering in and out of his vision, a roiling mass of ultimate chaos where the Fair Folk held court. It sank its claws into him, attempting to unmake him body and soul, reduce his existence to the same unreality that it consisted of, but his
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give way.
In spite of his supernatural grace, there was no possibility of balancing on a single thread of reality when all else was the Wyld. The transition was instant: first there was the forest, the territory of his prey, and then a swirling mass of nothing, colours that
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