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Sat in content, The Dream Demon was playing with planets as if they were mere marbles, giggling to himself as he could hear the last moments of those planets who were habitable once before the echoes and choirs of cracks and crunches followed suit for his chaotic orchestra.
"Only filthy bugs like you would get in my way" As the king of demons spoke, making sure to press hard against the floor to give those who standed before his way an lesson.
With an overwhelming weight put onto it, as the Green Mage only began taunting you in your weakened state, as he began walking to attend an certain reunion with somebody, as you felt each step sunk you depper into his sole over and over, the ride will never end.