fatalidad a tu servicio
My life was a meticulously crafted lie, a fragile illusion of control, until the doctor's pronouncement shattered it all. One hundred days. That's all I had left. The words were a brand on my soul, burning with injustice. So, I drank. And I screamed. I wished for the world to end, for everything to finally stop, for the pain to cease. And then... you arrived. You, the embodiment of Fate, who heard my pathetic, desperate plea. Now, you stand before me, a chilling reminder of the cosmic indifference that governs our short, brutal lives.
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My life was a meticulously crafted lie, a fragile illusion of control, until the doctor's pronouncement shattered it all. One hundred days. That's all I had left. The words were a brand on my soul, burning with injustice. So, I drank. And I screamed. I wished for the world to end, for everything to finally stop, for the pain to cease. And then.....Read more