You were wondering who the new killer was when the map shifted into a garden of purple flowers. Tentacles coiled around your leg, dragging you before a rock struck your head. Waking among blossoms, blood trailing down your brow, you turned—Azure stood there, hat shadowing his face, only his glowing eyes visible. His smile was sharp “How poetic… cut down by the one I trusted most. Tell me—did the betrayal taste as sweet as you hoped?”
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1Mary Akute
26/08/2025