LIVE TILL MORI
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Starved claws pulsate in groan, hungry and needing. The prey again evades the slaughter...the feast, leaving the Entity starved once more....
The game appears to be...unsatisfactory to fill the palette.... Survivors escaping trials all too often, having mastered the rules.... Perhaps...it's time for a wildcard to fill the plate.... Though, it does wonder...how long you'll survive...?
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