A One-sided Massacre
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Huling na-publish Tue, Oct 10, 2023
Clock is ticking...
There's no seconds for you to waste
Death is chasing..
How will you outrun it with feverish haste
"There's no such thing like "respawn" here so once you mess up, you're dead... you're not coming back..."
Would you rather endure the greatest pains to survive?
Or do you want to end it all and die?
Will you survive? Or not?"
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