Ch.1 The Dream of RealityThis has to be a dream right? I thought to myself as I walked down a crumbling stone hall, that stank strongly of blood and dust. Even though I had never seen this place before it felt so familiar, almost like deja vu.Ch.1 The Dream of Reality
As I neared the end of the long hall I spotted what looked to be some sort of strange pictures embedded into the left side of the gigantic walls. I studied the weird drawings closely; the first, in a bluish color pictured a person holding a sword up toward the sky, the second depicted in red, a bloody battle scene, but this time the person who held the sword was leading a victorious army... no longer sta
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I'm the crazy person living in your basement :3
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