I just really enjoy the game and want the fandom to grow
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And here are some reasons to convince you to read this book!
-These oneshots are gender neutral
-And even though the reader is in them there is no use of Y/n
-I try to...
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The city of Krat, shrouded in a veil of gray clouds that stretched as far as the eye could see, seemed to heave a collective sigh of relief as the sun struggled to break through the oppressive gloom that had settled over its streets. It was a rare occurrence-a day when the heavens withheld their tears, when the relentless downpour that had plagued the city for weeks on end finally abated, if only for a fleeting moment.
For the citizens of Krat, accustomed as they were to the incessant drumming of rain against rooftops and the ominous rumble of thunder in the distance, this respite from the storm was a welcome reprieve-a chance to emerge from their huddled shelters and venture out into the world once more.
Despite the persistent cloud cover that hung low in the sky like a heavy blanket, casting a pall over the cityscape below, there was a sense of cautious optimism in the air-a glimmer of hope that perhaps, just perhaps, the worst of the weather was behind them.
As people made their way through the rain-slicked streets, their footsteps echoing against the cobblestones with a muted rhythm, there was a palpable sense of relief in the air-a collective exhale of breath as the city breathed a sigh of relief. Gone were the days of drenched clothes and sodden shoes, replaced instead by the promise of dry sidewalks and clear skies, if only for a brief respite.
And though the clouds still loomed overhead, casting their shadow upon the world below, there was a sense of defiance in the air-a refusal to be cowed by the forces of nature, to surrender to the whims of the elements. For in Krat, a city that had weathered countless storms and emerged stronger for it, resilience was as much a part of its identity as the cobblestones that lined its streets.
And so, as the people of Krat went about their daily lives, their faces turned towards the heavens with a mixture of trepidation and hope, they did so with a newfound sense of determination-a determination to weather whatever storms lay ahead, secure in the knowledge that brighter days were on the horizon, waiting to greet them with open arms.
In the outskirts of Krat, where the dense foliage of the woods intertwined with the urban sprawl, there existed a sanctuary of sorts-a haven where the boundaries between reality and imagination blurred, and where three young souls found solace amidst the towering trees and whispering winds.
Romeo, Carlo, and yourself, united by a bond forged in the crucible of childhood friendship, ventured forth into the depths of the woods, each step a testament to the unbreakable bond that bound you together. The air was alive with the sound of laughter and the rustling of leaves, a symphony of joy that echoed through the forest like a playful melody.
As you traipsed through the underbrush, your imaginations ablaze with possibility, you found yourselves transported to another world-a world of make-believe and adventure, where the mundane trappings of everyday life gave way to the wonders of the unknown. Here, amidst the towering trees and dappled sunlight, you were free to be whoever you wanted to be-to embark on grand quests and daring escapades without fear of judgment or consequence.
