Sole nothingness. The scattered debris of a once higher self.
now cut down by weakness - like an oak without roots.
And Nihil arose from emptiness - the devil’s most beautiful temptation.
The only escape in a world defined by absurdity? Or at least...
The highest form of self-fulfillment among pale ashes? Oh sweet decadence.
Let us open Pandora’s box...
again and again and again.
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