[There's a long silence through the feed before an awful sound screams through. It sounds like nails tearing through wood, like fingers on a chalkboard. Then, a voice comes through and it's a whisper that grows to a very tight growl.]

E 'andata. La mia sabbia. Il mio gancio. Sono carne e ossa, ancora una volta.

Mai. Mai.

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World's End is a complicated place; we have seen time and time again that internal and external forces are working against us. Yet, we continue to be a split place. Warring ideals clash here and without notice, there are enemies out of plain citizens ( Read more... )