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IMPORTANT! rATE OUT OF 5 if lots like it, ill write a story
          	Chapter Title: The Fall of Dominic Vale
          	
          	The rain slashed across my face, a relentless force, cold and indifferent—just like the system I once tried to perfect. I stood in the wreckage of the Control Tower, my coat hanging in tatters, soaked through, clinging like the weight of my choices. I was thirty-five. Young enough to fight. Old enough to know that fighting was futile.
          	
          	Then came the footsteps. Hers.
          	
          	Elara stepped forward, gun steady, her face marked with blood and resolve. The girl I had spared. The one I had believed too weak to challenge me.
          	
          	“I didn’t want this,” I said, voice ragged, barely audible above the storm. “I only ever wanted the system to work. No emotion. No corruption.”
          	
          	Her eyes were unreadable, yet sharper than the lightning tearing across the sky. “You became the corruption.”
          	
          	A bitter laugh tore from my throat. “They called me a manipulator. A monster. Maybe they were right. But I watched my mother beg for scraps while bureaucrats bathed in privilege. No one helped. So I rewrote the rules. I took control.”
          	
          	She didn’t flinch. “You murdered fifteen government officials. You bombed Parliament.”
          	
          	I smirked, though there was no satisfaction left in it. “I reprogrammed it. But fine. Kill the tyrant. Write your ending.”
          	
          	She hesitated. Then, slowly, she lowered the gun. “I’m not you.”
          	
          	My shoulders sagged—not with relief, but understanding. That was why she had won.
          	
          	As the sirens grew louder, drowning out the rain, I stepped back into the shadows. Not into death, but into the truth I had refused to face for too long. 
          	
          	I was never the answer. 
          	
          	I was the warning.

GuardianLink

IMPORTANT! rATE OUT OF 5 if lots like it, ill write a story
          Chapter Title: The Fall of Dominic Vale
          
          The rain slashed across my face, a relentless force, cold and indifferent—just like the system I once tried to perfect. I stood in the wreckage of the Control Tower, my coat hanging in tatters, soaked through, clinging like the weight of my choices. I was thirty-five. Young enough to fight. Old enough to know that fighting was futile.
          
          Then came the footsteps. Hers.
          
          Elara stepped forward, gun steady, her face marked with blood and resolve. The girl I had spared. The one I had believed too weak to challenge me.
          
          “I didn’t want this,” I said, voice ragged, barely audible above the storm. “I only ever wanted the system to work. No emotion. No corruption.”
          
          Her eyes were unreadable, yet sharper than the lightning tearing across the sky. “You became the corruption.”
          
          A bitter laugh tore from my throat. “They called me a manipulator. A monster. Maybe they were right. But I watched my mother beg for scraps while bureaucrats bathed in privilege. No one helped. So I rewrote the rules. I took control.”
          
          She didn’t flinch. “You murdered fifteen government officials. You bombed Parliament.”
          
          I smirked, though there was no satisfaction left in it. “I reprogrammed it. But fine. Kill the tyrant. Write your ending.”
          
          She hesitated. Then, slowly, she lowered the gun. “I’m not you.”
          
          My shoulders sagged—not with relief, but understanding. That was why she had won.
          
          As the sirens grew louder, drowning out the rain, I stepped back into the shadows. Not into death, but into the truth I had refused to face for too long. 
          
          I was never the answer. 
          
          I was the warning.

GuardianLink

⋆。°✩ A Mystic Shoutout to the Moonlit Community ✩°。⋆
          ༄༚༄ To the ones who dance beneath the stars,
          whose hearts glow silver under midnight skies…
          You are the dreamers, the wanderers, the wild light. ༄༚༄
          
          May the moon always guide you,
          the night embrace you,
          and the magic within you never fade.
          
          ༺ Shine on, Moonlit Souls ༻
          ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ ☽ Your glow touches galaxies ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ ☽
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/391153637-moonlit-hiring-book

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✎.. Moonlight Community is Rising ꔫ
          
          
          ⿻ .  A realm where creativity reigns, and every talent finds its place beneath the stars. Moonlight Community is calling for visionaries, creators, and dreamers to join our ever-growing kingdom. Whether you craft, design, or write, your skills belong in a space where imagination meets royalty. ꗃ.
          
          ꕀ Draped in the glow of the moon and the shimmer of the stars, Moonlight is more than just a community—it is a legacy. A haven where artistry flourishes, voices are heard, and brilliance is crowned. If you seek a place where your work shines like constellations in the night sky, step forward. ▨.
          
          ❥. The gates are open. The stars await. Step into the Moonlight. ><
          
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/391153637-moonlit-hiring-book

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Read. The. Literal. Bio.
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GuardianLink

Wassup gang ur boy is back from the inactive

GuardianLink

@HenryBrand and what rhyme? The christianity one?
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HenryBrand

@GuardianLink Nice rhyme btw, i somehow didnt notice it the first time (no sarcasm in case it accidently sounded like that)
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