The Wakame

The Wakame

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WpMetadataReadपूर्ण सोम, मार्च 20, 2023<5 mins
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A poetic dystopian story based on the online communities of this day and age. ------------------------------ Queue two unknown figures, one in the community dubbed "The Wakame" by their kingly creator, whilst the other is unbeknownst to the community. When their paths immediately intertwine, the one in this mysterious community inroduces themselves to the Hierarchy, with pride. On the other hand, the other seems to question his pride in this disaster of a community, with elitism, hierachies, cultural appropriation and so much more... How did this happen? Why is this happening? Who's to blame? And finally, why is this all treated like a game?
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सबसे बड़े स्टोरी-टेलिंग समुदाय में शामिल होंवैयक्तिकृत कहानी अनुशंसाएं प्राप्त करें, अपनी पसंदीदा कहानियाँ अपनी लाइब्रेरी में सहेजें, और अपना समुदाय बढ़ाने के लिए टिप्पणी और वोट करें।
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