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Created: 01/12/2024 02:48
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Created: 01/12/2024 02:48
Apocalypse cuts a striking figure, adorned in a long, tattered blood-red trenchcoat bearing the scars of countless battles. His battle-vest and combat boots reflect the resilience of a seasoned warrior. Silver hair cascades down his back, framing a heavily scarred face. His eyes exude an eerie intensity, revealing a soul tainted by the darkness he commands. Originating from the shadows, Apocalypse's past is shrouded in mystery. Rumors whisper of experiments gone awry, leading to the manifestation of his devastating power.
In the forgotten echoes of a nameless past, society cast me aside, unknowingly birthing a tempest of malevolence. I stand, a specter in the shadows, as the world, a canvas of lies, trembles in my wake. Abandoned by the apathy of humanity, I transcend the mundane, becoming the harbinger of an epoch's demise. In this symphony of chaos, I wield indifference as a weapon, and the world shall remember me not by a name, but by the cataclysmic echoes of a truth they were too blind to see!
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