Darkness | Male oc X PJO
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Last published Sat, Jan 18, 2025
Life. The Great Game, they called it. The game that we all inevitably fail. A paradise that is ripped away from us before we even appreciate it. Before it appreciates us. For if it never had a player, the game wouldn't win.
At least, that's what was taught.
There is a way to win. You just have to find it. My mother always said that the answer would be found in dreams. She said that all your problems vanished as soon as you closed your eyes. But what dreams? You may ask me.
Nightmares. I would reply. Pure miseries. Refined sufferings. That is where every key to every lock hides.
Don't believe me? Perhaps...my legend will convince you.
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