A moment for big K

Sometimes the past justifies the actions which lead to everlasting damnation. A soul locked in internal conflict yearns for an outlet sutible for its chaos to reign. The world, sadly. The one rock that eveyone shares is the only thing one can truly express their dreams and aspirations. Dreams and ideals were reserved for a different plane. On this one. The reaction of others, the manipulation born from selfish desires, bare fruit a rush of feeling so great that only then one can truly feel, alive. No matter the cost, the currency, it was all paid for by others. The house always wins, this was for sure the truth pettled from one book to another. But it was the bold that truly received the fortune sought out by many. The many raised to grow up too timid to take what they wanted, were victims of the few chosen ravengers of mankind. Gluttony, greed, avarice, all the same. Semantics from the doomsayers who bare empty robes. In the end it wasn’t a code, it wasn’t a failed teaching, and it certainly wasn’t a tragedy. Everyone had it, their demons inside. Some cut off, some taught to shunn it... But the victors always had it, the shadow that eclipes all others before them in their wake. All it took, were eyes unsheathed and a mind unyeilding.

Katsuragi is seen walking away from the spire. “Oooof...This shit is guuuuuuud”, he takes another drag from his white fag.

((TWC:244))
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Exit, 2 stats, 244 words towards block

Approved.