𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃.
In these poisoned waters and demolished wastelands, the infectious mutations of the deceased roam the streets, sinking their decaying dentures into any fresh meat that still walked.
However, they aren't the biggest enemies know...
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𝐝𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧:
To all the times I was certain I was going to give up this story.
𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡:
"Love is the world's infinite mutability; lies, hated, murder even, are all knit up in it; it is the inevitable blossoming of its opposites, a magnificent rose smelling faintly of blood." — 𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐊𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐧𝐞𝐫, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐈𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧
"The past cannot be cured." — 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐈, 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐟𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝
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