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... becomes so utterly hopeless that all you can do is accept it. When the walls close in, when every path leads to a dead end, when fate itself seems to have written your final chapter - sometimes, the only peace comes from simply saying "it is what it is" and letting go.
Finding yourself in the depths of a dungeon, woefully unprepared, staring into eight crimson eyes that seem to pierce your very soul - eyes belonging to a monster that could snuff out your life as easily as snuffing out a ...
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