Human Alice Sarcrifice
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Some type of thing known as the "Dream" did some tricky things to a phew people, lots even feared....IT.
Then some stop believing in the "Dream" and the "Dream" weakened. The "Dream" was gonna disappear like the rest and never return, the "Dream" didn't want that, so it came up with a plan. It's plan was to find an Alice, a right Alice to take over so the "Dream" can always be dreamt of. But if it isn't the right Alice, it'll end badly. Want more? Read and find out some details.
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