This is a tale not of gods, but of humans. This is a story for the dead, not the living. This story will inevitably reach its end, so greet that ending with joy. *** "Gasp! Huff! Puha! Haa!" "Help! Somebody, please help me!" Amid the pouring rain, cries echo from within the vast Well. The sturdy stone walls of the Well, though scarred ...
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This is a tale not of gods, but of humans. This is a story for the dead, not the living. This story will inevitably reach its end, so greet that ending with joy. *** "Gasp! Huff! Puha! Haa!" "Help! Somebody, please help me!" Amid the pouring rain, cries echo from within the vast Well. The sturdy stone walls of the Well, though scarred by the claws of countless ages, are still so perfectly joined and smooth that, no matter how desperately one grabs at them—until fingernails snap—they simply slip away. "No! Please…!" Thud "Ahhhhh!" The man, struggling not to be dragged away, is finally thrown down into the deepest part. Squelch! "Ugh…!" A pile of corpses fills the Well. As the man crashes down, he lands atop those standing on the bodies, and groans escape from those he collides with. "Is it
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