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Only a bad person doesn't become sentimental in the evening.

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I've been accumulating a whole bunch of magma sketches lately... I decided to collect and polish a few while I had a minute!

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The Master.

The letter came quite unexpectedly, especially from Professor Kaiser himself.

Walk through the Square. Many underestimate how unfriendly spring can be at the beginning, so take care!

Talent is not born, it is learned. Through questions and doubts. How to be a good mentor? Will it work?

The cut is excellent, the tailor's work is beyond any praise, but... Why this unsettling feeling within?

Disturbance.

[author cuts for the soul]

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So statue-like. Almost perfect.

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So, one more time for old times sake!

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Your god won't save you. The man will.

For details on the latest hit story, check out the description!

“…And now, as the story glides—so gracefully—toward its timely denouement, I must admit how grateful I am for the distinction with which you have conducted your final service… to me."

"Still, I wouldn’t object if you wished to whisper a prayer to your little god one last time. I simply won’t romanticize it—hardly anything so trivial will spare you from this rather tragic fate. But believe me, I’ll turn this into a true bestseller, in honor of your efforts…”

“And for now…”

“…every book, sooner or later…”

“…is closed.”

“Do you truly think your threats frighten me, when death itself means nothing? Pff.”

“I have no intention of performing a tragedy for you.”

“Now that all of this…”

“…has already lost its meaning–”

“Ghh!..”

“Hmm? What’s this?”

“Your little laboratory rat is still alive?”

“…How curious.”

“That wasn’t in the script.”

“(Though… that does make things rather intriguing.)”

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“Still the same pessimistic coward, huh?”

“Don’t you fucking dare die like that.”

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This nightmare has been haunting me for a long time, repeatedly, making me wake up every morning with a cold sweat and a sense of déjà vu gnawing at my consciousness. But just as quickly as the dream ends, I forget what it was about.

How I wish I could really get some sleep...