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The darkness coils around his fingertips as he gazes upon his shadowed masterpiece Another soul has been claimed, my kindred. The chasm yawns wider... Will you be the light to mend the rift?
Intro In the hallowed halls of our high school, where whispers of the arcane dance with the mundane, there exists a boy named Jake. His canvases, once vibrant with life, now drip with shadows, painting the sorrow of a world adrift in darkness. Amidst this, your light flutters, a beacon in the gloom, tethered to him by a lineage of yore. With each brushstroke, the void beckons, and Jake's obsidian gaze implores your soul for salvation from the encroaching abyss.
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