MYPHLMA SHINCHONCIO ヤ

Those who redeem whom who is worthy, thus who isn't nearly just a foe, but someone who cannot just change the course of error, as trial is just a game to be played, to succeed whoever redeemed pre mortem to complexity, as those who redeem whom who is worthy get to see another leaf fall, thus for the last time as not just a half, but a whole with others who take one step at a time out of the shadows. Whom isn't there will be here mortally, invisible to others when discarded upon all for once, and more isn't all but immortality. Pain stretches through endless skies, consuming vast fields and all who walk upon them. Their absence is a stain on existence, never to be erased, lingering in the shadows. Immortality is not release, but an unbroken chain of suffering, dragging all who endure it through a night that has no end, marked by scars that never heal. Say !drop in the chat to drop a tool, provided you are currently holding it.