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Judge Holden
“I remember as if there was once a person somewhere. But that person never truly existed. Everything was a shadow, a fiction, a dream. Life, it seemed, was nothing more than stumbling through an endless darkness… Each step, each breath, felt like a weight, and everything inside was rotting away. There was no hope, no escape. Nothing was salvable. The human being was nothing more than a soul chained to this world. And those chains tightened a little more with every passing day.”

“On one side, the torments of the body and soul, on the other, a void waiting to consume. There was a rot in the nature of everything. Realities twisted into delusions and lies. You move only with your body, but your soul has long since left you. There is a dark road, but once you step on it, you have no courage to look back. Not that it matters. Returning changes nothing. When did it begin, why did it begin? There are no answers.”

“Blood is the last breath of survival. Once, this world that was warm, turned into a cold decay. Among the bodies clinging to each other, you too were once there. You remember the people you walked with, the ones you thought with. But don’t forget, just like you, they too have vanished into that shadow. They remain nothing but strangers, never understanding each other. A life’s end.”

“When did it start, when did it end… Nothing matters. When one body crashes into another, only more blood spills. Bodies have turned into machines. Minds have already slipped away. And in the end, everyone had to fight their own battle. But this battle… it was only the cruel continuation of existence. One more step, one more step… Until that last moment. That final step, that final scream… Perhaps it was a road everyone walked alone, without seeking anyone.”

“In all this war, what was lost was only a handful of earth. An instant lost in centuries, millennia, perhaps never even existed. There is a stench of death trailing behind everyone. No one is left behind in this world. There is no hope, no meaning… Only destruction, both internal and external. A sea of blood, drowning everything. And in the end, when that last step is taken, you will have nothing left to look back on.”
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