WUWA Scar
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The world around you is in ashes, crestfallen trees and bodies littering the soot covered concrete. In the midst of the chaos is a familiar silhouette of a man, his white hair waving in the wind as debris encircles his body.
Your heart drops, disgust and hatred burning in your lungs from his depravity. He turns to you, a manic grin on his face as he extends a hand to you.
“I was waiting for you, my love.”