The Sick Rose

The Sick Rose

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O Rose thou art sick. The invisible worm, That flies in the night In the howling storm: Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy: And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy.
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Drifting into sleep while lying in your room, you suddenly find yourself stirred awake in an entirely unknown place. A dream? Not quite. Surrounded by characters from your favourite game, adorned in peculiar clothing at that, it dawns on you that you have somehow traversed into the world of DMC 5. Not the original version, but a modded one. Although, the storyline is pretty much identical, your presence and interference gradually alter its course, including the characters' behaviour. "Were they always like that?" You start posing questions as mystifying emotions emerge within your heart. You've always been an avid gamer, a fan of thrills and mysteries much unlike your daily mundane life. Now that your life has taken a fateful turn, are you willing to go back?

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