His Abyss.
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The Abyss. A realm of darkness, cruelty that smites you at every turn, negativity that bombards you from the heavens above, and demons that reach out for you from the deepest depths of hell.
A boy stands alone in a trapped room, just him and his thoughts. Why is he there? What is he thinking? Is he actually alone?
We all have an Abyss in us. Welcome to his Abyss.
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