Insanity Was Unavailable

Insanity Was Unavailable

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How do you feel about powers that influence your perception of reality? This sounds intimidating now, but if I told you these powers would make your life similar to a video game, you'd pick that poison in a heartbeat - hell, you'd probably chug it by the liter. It's too bad Jack's about to crush your precious little dreams. Now, Jack won't be too explicit, but he's trapped in a very special type of hell right now, one of his own concoction. If he's not careful he'll become a very specific sort of scum or lose a very specific sort of dignity. If you told Jack he'd be living this sort of life eighteen years ago, he'd have laughed in your face and buried his fist in your gut.
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