GDLiZy
Tale Admirer
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Through the act of ROB, you stumbled into this weird, tranquil room that had an exquisite table in it; on the table laid a quill and a pale, soft paper. The black ink that magically won't stain you and the knowledge of how to use quill somehow ingrained itself into your mind— The room was a special dimension, an overlapped space that emerged from countless alternate universes converging.
As you sat on the chair, you noticed a mirror; inside it, a familiar silhouette sat before you, staring at you before looking back to write its own letter— That's you, another you in another universe, and they are writing a letter to you.
You picked up the quill, and your mind began to drift... what will you write? Your other life is waiting—
As you sat on the chair, you noticed a mirror; inside it, a familiar silhouette sat before you, staring at you before looking back to write its own letter— That's you, another you in another universe, and they are writing a letter to you.
You picked up the quill, and your mind began to drift... what will you write? Your other life is waiting—