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Age XXXX, July, 17, Sunday
[BEGIN PLAYBACK]
“How long’s it been since I’ve seen other people? 3 months back I remember leaving my parent’s basement to see the note and going back to bed. The whole house, to me! A fortune! I immediately moved the fridge downstairs to my room and loaded up Smash Sis Ultima for a few rounds. For some reason the online matches stopped a few weeks back, so I’ve just been playing with bots. I haven’t showered in 3 weeks, but strangely enough I can now 3 stock a lv 10 cpu with ease. Odd."
[END PLAYBACK]
- Unknown Pro, records of the end-times, volume 1
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- There was once a time when our planet, Luxendia, flourished, thousands of races filling its borders. Then, everything changed when the fire natio-
“Fire nation? Are you trying to master the elements or something?”
“Dunno, thought it sounded cool!”
- changed when greenhouse gas emissions ravaged the climate. What was once prosperous pastures now lay dead and barren, polluted by corpo trash thriving on the sufferings of the NC popula-
“Our life is buggy enough as it is. If you don’t take this seriously I’m going to bed.”
“But I wanna make it fun, so that the lost won’t feel bored.”
“... hahh, stop screwing around and I’ll give you another Galacto Crunch cookie.”
“Yay! I love ya!💗”
- polluted by the desires of its people. As wars raged and the final days drew near, a voice rained down from the ashen colored sky:
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“Children. I have seen your plight, your hatred, your pain, your fear. Your planet is dying, so I have come to offer a chance at salvation:"
“🌟 Exxxxploooooooooossshjunnnn 🌟”
- As god? Shouted the hidden technique of the crimson daemon village, a pillar pierced the remaining stratosphere into the barren earth. As the survivors stared in shock at the tower above them, and the shattered remains of their housing below, the voice continued:
“In this tower lies a world beyond your wildest dreams. Power, wealth, and influence all lie within your grasp. Now go, climb the tower and take your life into your own hands!”
- Awestruck at the majesty of god’s proclamation, the luxendians courageously adventured into the tower in search of a better world!
“...hehehe, what a steal. Can’t believe Myhoiyo really gives me 160 prim*gems per 100 of these plebs. I’m about to hit the second pity and with these extra pulls… This time for sure, Klèè will be mine! LONG LIVE LOLI!”
“Jeremy! Your father and I are trying to sleep! TURN OFF THE COMPUTER NOW!!!!”
“S-Sorry mom, I’m turning it off now”
“Pathetic…” (Nameless Queen A)
“Talk about lame…” (Nameless Wanderer B)
“Goo-gah…” (Nameless Baby C)
- Dumbstruck at the stupidity of god’s? Announcement, the luxendians refused to enter the tower until no other options remained.
- Millenia have passed since the first raiders entered the tower, now only the echoes of the luxendian civilization travel across the badlands. What remains outside of the tower walls are either savages who dwell the wastes, the necessitous who can’t afford the price enforced by the tower’s keepers, or the exiles of long-past, criminals bearing unforgivable sin.
- Many have passed through these tower gates into the world on the other side, leaving their own marks on history. Today, a new raider ventures to forge his own path and ascend the tower just as the ancients did so long ago. If in the future, one must label what kind of story is about to unfold-
“You’re still going? We need to head to the gate for the next strata test soon you know.”
“Wait, almost done. Relax Ja-ja, it’ll be fine this time, promise!”
“Don’t call me that. I already know that this will end out just as it always does, hahh.”
“?”
- This is the story of a clueless boy and the misunderstandings that revolve around him.