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The idea was to create a safe place in this inhabitable world
Something never seen before
We've turned something that once was nothing more than a grass surface
Into an extraordinary metropol
Thousands of people gathered in our last world and survived

A world based on our own rules
A world where lost souls find their home
A world where the harder styles run through our veins
Last world

Last world
The rising
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The rising

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