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Madness returns as dimensions collide. In those cracks of reality, Death watches over the gem that shines in multi-colored light.
Against all odds, from the depths of nothingness, it returns to existence.
Specter - Second Phantom (Awakened - WIP)
"Do not awaken the dreamer. Let them sleep amid the wilted flowers and dead grass. Otherwise, they will rain down their rage upon both living and dead."
There lies an emptiness in everyone
holes of various sizes
it gnaws at the edges of sanity.
A man sought to fill the void
they wished to see the faces of their loved ones
so they walked the desert of a dead world
to the highest structure. (1/?)