Fallen Chaos

"It's not like life is that hard once you play along with it..."

An echo is all that can break the silence—a scream of pain and survival, reverberating.

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"Seriously, that bloody hound has been chasing me for a week now. And finally, I killed it!"

But a sinister whisper lingers in the air.

'Oh, it's not dead!'

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The sound of a heartbeat thrums in the stillness, a foreboding rhythm that draws closer, wrapping around him like a noose.

"..."

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The clatter of a blade hitting the ground shatters the silence, an unsettling echo.

Blood drips from the jagged edge of a flag, pooling on the ground.

His first fate, no—their first fate—is a mind trap, a labyrinth of fears and regrets that ensnares the unwary.

"We all have something to hide!"

Dark blades pierce the great clock of destiny, sending shadows cascading across the six kingdoms.

Chaos has fallen!

"Silence! The curse has chosen you!"

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'He, no—they stand at the precipice, teetering between life and death, hunted by their enemies and hunting their enemies. They once believed they could escape, but now they yearn to run into that chaos.'

The demons are calling.

The gods have fallen.

And chaos is just a voice away.

Shadows shall rise.

Blood shall flow.

Skulls and bones shall scatter.

Grace is the only thing that will hold.

Fallen Chaos!

"Finally! Finally! Finally!" —a strange voice shouted in enthusiasm, echoing through the darkness.

"Chaos has fallen!"

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The time for reckoning is at hand, and with it, the promise of power—or destruction. The shadows gather, and the dance of Fate begins anew.

'Humans in this generation have fallen into Chaos...'

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'Tempting enough...?'