To Infinity and Beyond
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MatureOngoing2h 15m
Last published Sun, Jun 11, 2023
'I love you!
I love you with a fever!
you and me,
To infinity and beyond.'
It was the last week of your senior year when you wrote that letter. You were 17 and naive. That was a long time ago, 15 years to be precise.
The world has gone to shit now. It belongs to the dead and the cruel.
So, to see him again, standing there, with a crossbow aimed at your head...
You suppose, if anyone was able to survive this world, it will be him.
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