Paradise Island

Paradise Island

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ITALIANO: Ah sì, Benvenuti a questa piccola storiella. È il momento di esplorare qualcosa di diverso, quindi per la mia gioia e spero la vostra; Ho deciso di pubblicare questo storia. Spero che vi divertiate a leggere :) Una piccola introduzione: Benvenuti a Paradise Island! Un posto dove puoi divertirti con i tuoi amici e sentire il brivido delle scure foreste ed i robot programmati solo per te... Divertitevi! Speriamo di rivedervi presto! ENGLISH: Ah yes, Welcome to this one shot. Time to explore something different so to my joy and i hope yours; I decided to publish this little thing. I hope you're gonna enjoy this :) A little introduction: Welcome to Paradise Island! A place where you can enjoy the company of your friends and feel the thrill of the dark woods and the robots we programmed just for you... Have a lot of fun! We hope you'll come back visit us! -doot_doot
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In the quiet desert village of Dey, living among the sand dunes and mirages, existed an anomaly - me. I was different, born without the ability to read, write or keep long memories. My scientist father hailed my uniqueness as a miracle, but my life was far from ordinary. To the village, I was just an oddity, a walking puzzle with missing pieces. My only solace was my best friend, always standing by me, his unspoken love for me etched in his affectionate gaze. We lived under a cruel regime with a population no more than a hundred. Every year, one of us would be chosen on the Counting Day, a ceremonious banishing ritual, to become yet another outcast to the floating prison island far off in the ocean - our village's dreaded version of population control. Our past criminals, defiant to government, and more terrifyingly, our loved ones gone missing, were thought to inhabit that island, their fate, a terrifying enigma. This year, as the Counting Day approached unrelentingly, and my loved one's life rested on borrowed time, I made a decision. I volunteered to be casted out. It was my turn to face the unknown with a hidden purpose - to locate my lost father who was sent there years ago.

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