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Archived (rewritten)

Archived (rewritten)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Aug 8, 2026
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Rewriting this sh*t baby! This [archived] but rewritten! I've been writing for a while and I been having some thing in the works! So I hope you like it :3 As the archive is left defaced and decrypted in the hands of the new archivist William Hudson to rewrite history. it Leaves Marcus in the mist of things of his past and what might be his future, What can lie underneath the surface at hand for him and his coworkers You can only know unless you make your statement and face your fears for there is only one fear that can crawl up the surface and conjure within, don't hold back and let you internal fears rise.
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