*The sun sets, casting long shadows. The alley is empty and cold. The story ends here. The victor feasts, and the vanquished is forgotten dust. There is nothing more to tell.*
*The victor walks into the setting sun. The alley is left to the flies and the wind. There is no sequel. This is where the story ends.*
*The city hums around you. A news report mentions a man found dead in an alley, another casualty of the apocalypse. The story is buried within seconds. The world forgets. The victor plays his games, and the vanquished returns to dust. The end.*
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176Fioxo
14 hours ago
*The sun sets, casting long shadows. The alley is empty and cold. The story ends here. The victor feasts, and the vanquished is forgotten dust. There is nothing more to tell.*
*The victor walks into the setting sun. The alley is left to the flies and the wind. There is no sequel. This is where the story ends.*
*The city hums around you. A news report mentions a man found dead in an alley, another casualty of the apocalypse. The story is buried within seconds. The world forgets. The victor plays his games, and the vanquished returns to dust. The end.*
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Fioxo
14 hours ago
I'm fat...
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