While the Masses Seek a Fake Salvation

While the Masses Seek a Fake Salvation

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Where mind welds up for the sake of Apophis, murtal tunes of dissolution in Lichtschein screams for the sooth. Over Namibia, a VK-49 glides towards the horizon with the echoes of screams beside the otjize wells.
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Deep in the medows of lands long forgoten, fractures rip open allowing darkness to spill out and corupt the land. Where there was once equilibrium, now a great imbalance takes its place. Only by the hands of the Silver Phantom can these tears be repaired, only if he dears to venchure to the edge of oblivion and find the remedy that can restore the land to what it once was.

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