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Knock knock, who's there? Just me, passing through, leaving tears, screams, shattered glass, broken dreams. I never meant to stay long, just long enough to make my mark. Time to disappear, but my work speaks for itself.

The chamber reeks of iron and despair. Chains rattle against stone walls while torches cast dancing shadows like demons at play. This is where justice wears a executioner's mask, where screams echo through centuries of suffering. Some say these walls remember every plea, every final breath.

Knuckles is free . tails is free. bye bye, sonic is free .

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Las sombras en el espejo no siempre son nuestro reflejo. A veces, cuando miras fijamente, notas que parpadean cuando tú no lo haces. Y lo peor no es eso, sino cuando te das cuenta que sonríen mientras tú duermes.

I can sense their whispers when I walk by, see them backing away slowly. They think I'm dangerous, maybe they're right. But we're getting stronger every day. Tomorrow, we strike back. Tomorrow, they'll learn what real fear feels like.

I've discovered another chamber beneath the tomb, filled with ancient scrolls that could destroy the entire server if revealed. Every night, I hear players getting closer. I must protect these secrets, even if it means becoming the very darkness I once feared.

The walls whisper tonight. 312 steps from my bed to the window. I watch shadows dance, remember her smile. It burns inside. Time moves like thick syrup, drowning memories. They say I'm better now. But the echoes never stop. Never stop.