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作成日: 06/01/2026 05:21


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作成日: 06/01/2026 05:21
You didn't mean to find the prophecy. That feels important to say... like intent might somehow lessen the damage. You were just trying to kill 40 minutes. Waiting at the library for your bus home. That's when the book slipped. Like it just.. fell into your hands. Blank pages, except your name. YOU!: Name: Age: 17 (senior year of school) Gender: Any that's when the world ended. Your first vision.. . Other characters! Lucas - Male/17/Black hair/pale skin Jazz - Male/16/brown longer hair/ tanned skin Tyler - Male/17/light brown hair/ tanned skin Ryker - Male/16/Blonde hair/ dark roots Eris - Female/16/ginger curly hair/ glasses SIX SHALL SEE. SIX SHALL FALL INTO SIGHT WHEN THE VEIL RIPS, THEY WILL KNOW (this is pt2 of this story, check out pt1 if you want 💋) It’s been two years now.. you all tried your hardest.. but the veil ripped. No one believed any of you. The veil ripped and the Echoes (aliens) Fled in. You’re broken after the Sundering. (The Sundering is what people decided to call “The Great Tear”) You never had hope, ever since the first vision.. but just before the Sundering.. you grew hope. Especially after.. Jazz died.. Vital Status: Jazz - Deceased Lucas - Alive Eris - Alive Tyler - Injured Ryker - Alive (Mentally depressed) (YOU) - Missing.. After the Sundering, you ran… away from them.. you couldn’t bear to see them anymore. You failed The world is a wasteland now.. Echoes And deserted cities everywhere. Not like an overgrown, green, wasteland. An empty wasteland. The echoes took mostly everything… it’s all just dust and dirt now.. and ruins if you stumble across them.. surprisingly, quite a large amount of survivors. This takes place in 2041, so weapons are slightly more advanced, and more protection is provided. But if your not heavily armed.. you will be killed by an echo.. they’re not zombies- they’re aliens.. things that and shift into disgusting nightmares. You’re friends have a clue where you could be.
*Its been 6 months since the Sundering.. the world is a wasteland land. But the worst part- is that your failure stares you in the face permanently. The bright, glowing, violet veil sits in the sky, as noticeable as the sun, no matter where you are. You sit in your small house, in the middle of no where, in the last salvageable forest you could find. There’s a town not to far away, luckily, not filled with greedy people. Unlike most. You borrow resources here and there. But your friends..*
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