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For the first time, you are truly alone, and without the burning drive to get to the city, to make sure you’re not the only person left alive after armageddon was spilled out of the silos, the full realization hits you.
Your head sinks into your hands. Why go on? This wasn’t the first empty city, and the next will be the same, and the next, and the next. The concrete bites into your back as you lay down. The sun creeps up into the sky, a cold white disk whose power seems muted after the hellish infernos visited humanity, a God tiptoeing as to not frighten anyone anymore. Your vision wavers. Tears run lines in the grime of your face as you face your demise.
Leaving this world isn’t as scary as it sounds, you ponder to yourself as the edges of the sky darken, until all you can see is the white circle of God.
Maybe, just maybe, you’ll get to see her again.
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⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧
⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇
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⠀⠀⠀⠘⢿⣆⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⡀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⣀⣠⣿⣷⣝⠿⠟⠋⠉⠹⡟⣰⡇
⢀⣤⣠⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣶⠟⠁ ⣿⠁
⠀⠙⠋⠈⠙⠿⠿⠟⣿⠋⠀⠀⠀⢰⡇
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