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Poverty and Wretchedness in Azorek's Resting Place.

10.01.22 It was an ordinary day in Azorek's Resting Place, which actually was still alive and was not resting. It was very sunny, the birds danced polonaise, the flowers grew and all that. The place was covered with dense clouds and there was no chance for at least one sunbeam to penetrate the gloom. There was no sign of any life on this piece of land, it was empty everywhere and that's it to that.

Azorek's Resting Place (Philip works there)

Philip was working in his average 9-5 job. He was doing something with cars, because he's a mechanic, I guess. And since neither of us graduated from vocational training, we decided to skip that part of the description, of what exactly he was doing there ;*

- Man, I'm so sad -  Philip said, screwing in the screw - This job is so boring, but I have to be here because I'm poor, I think - he sighed helplessly to himself, because no one from work wanted to listen to his complaints anymore

Philip Ojomo

age: around 30      occupation: mechanic

He's sad.

And so he was talking to himself like that until his work hours ended. 

- What catastrophe - he announced,then he started packing for home - It's poor in my country and it's not better here either, damn - he sighed - Why wasn't I born in a rich, nepotic family ?! -  he asked himself, feeling helpless. As he closed the door to the building behind him, something caught his attention

- Hello there, handsome - said the low voice from the shadows of Azorek's Resting Place.

- Who is this calling me, wanting to break me out of my monotonous routine of everyday life?

- Me. - the deep voice said, coming closer to him.

An ordinary girl emerged from the darkness, quite pale (you can tell that the white U.U massacre x.x). Filipek was able to state that she is Swedish because he knows a lot about life and people. The girl had black, straight hair, shaved on the one hemisphere, on which sat a hipster hat. She wore a tank top and slack pants because she's so cool. She wanted to express herself with her clothes.

- I'm Nea - she offered him her hand in greeting. He also gave her his, because he had nothing to do.

NEA IN MY OPINION

Her looks fit the personality of players who main her

And now more "seriously"

Nea Karlsson

age: ????          occupation: c00l grill and rebel

She showed up at a car repair shop in very mysterious curcumstances.

They held their hands like that and shook them for about 10 minutes. The longer the better. You learn about the personality of that person. 

 - You have such a nice hands (XD ??) - he said - I say that because .. we're holding hands for quite a long time, and well ..... I see them. 

 - I know.

 - What? Which of my sentences are you referring to? 

 - To all of them. I have nice hands and I have a sense of time. 

 Wow, thought ̶W̶r̶a̶i̶t̶h̶, I mean Philip. 

 - Why are you here? 

 -Well, it's good that you reminded me- she said, ending a heartfelt handshake. - I am Nea, the ruler- 

- I know your name is Nea, you already introduced yourself to me- 

- Silence - she put her pale-white index finger, in the color of snowly-snow snowflake, on his mouth located 2 meters higher on the Y axis. - I'm NEA, the ruler of my own world, designed to cause agony, fear and suffering to my victims: feelings that feed me. But in this world, you can call me Nea, an ordinary girl who likes to tear out cats spines, walk around old abandoned buildings and spray paint on walls.

 - Hmm, then, hello Nea, an ordinary girl who likes to tear out cats spines, walk around old abandoned buildings and spray paint the walls. 

 - And Karlsson, don't forget Karlsson. 

 - Okay, what are you doing here?

 - I came for you. 

 - I think you meant so say you came TO me. 

 - No. FOR you. Don't correct me.