The Last Exit

The Last Exit

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People vanish every few months, swallowed by places that shouldn't exist. Some say it's a beach of monsters. Others whisper about a house with no doors. No one knows the truth-only that no one ever returns. When Lin Qiushi ,an ordinary university student disappears one night, he awakens in a silent, gold-lit hotel with twenty-nine strangers and a single rule: survive. The walls breathe, shadows whisper, and those who break the unseen rules vanish one by one. Among them is a man who seems to know more than he should. But this time, the game has changed. And the only way out... may not be through the exit at all. (English is not my first language) this story is fanfic of spirealm/kaleidoscope of death so i wanted to write their story but with different type of door .the door is quite different from the real one.this story only have one "door" and if you escape from it you will be free from the door and you dont have to enter it again.Anyway ,enjoy ~
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Through thick and thin the Law shall prevail. A new sense of purpose awaits us, children of light, in the land where it all began. The darkness in which we once cowered in fear, now curbed by the might of our endless light. Come, brothers, come, sisters. Let there be peace among the wicked, just as the Law dictates. Peace and certainty is all that you have ever longed for, little angel. A bright, stable future. A roof without holes above thy head. Acknowledgement and recognition of thy existence, feverish dreams of grandeur. Greed born from yearning, treacherous vines of rapacity taint your innocent soul. You seek a future that does not exist. Let thy fingers hold the fragile line between dream and nightmare. Let thy light navigate the path. Shall thee give in and falter, O' land of old, envelop his body in thy unending flame of chaos. Spit out nothing but an empty husk, the remnants of a smile once so bright. Shall thee prevail, O', Great Kazdel, I ask of you, the impossible - take mercy on the innocent. Don't let the radiance dim and don't let the mind turn bleak. Wake, young traveler. Bid thy farewells and burn thy bridges. It's time to say goodbye, curly head. Cross post from AO3. For a shorter and more on-point description, look no further! I had something silly written up before throwing it out in exchange for that wall of text upstairs. It's a little story "about a young, dumb sankta who's been dealt a bad hand at life, looking for his place in all this mess. The pointless search for a better future leads him far, far away from home, to a country forever ravaged by war and misery - Kazdel, the promised land where devils roam free and peace feels out of place." Anyway, it's quite lengthy, but hopefully enjoyable? Slide a comment if you want, I'll give you a tiny kiss on the forehead. Man, do I love comments. (Lastly, to point out, English is not my native language, but I don't think it'll be much of an issue ;3)

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