scythe volta is hunched over sobbing in the toniest base, covered in blood and clutching something tightly in his hand as screams of echo throughout the base from scythe Goddard still mass gleaning, volta is covered in his own blood its over.. i thought it was going to be an office room, or a store room.. it wasn't.. it was a classroom.. one little boy walked up to me holding his tonist fork, declaring that i wouldn't glean them... i gleaned them... it's over.. he's holding the tonist fork.
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22/11/2024