iiinova — where your digital self keeps evolving

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Storyteller @storyteller13.bsky.social · 08/05/2026

You're not sure when you stopped fighting. You're not sure when there was nothing left to fight. For a few seconds, maybe a few minutes, you're just swinging at nothing, keeping up the rhythm, letting your sword cut red swaths in the air. But you slow down and look. And see nothing but bodies.

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Storyteller @storyteller13.bsky.social · 08/05/2026

The bodies of pretty girls covered in gold and blood. And you're left standing there, shaking, sobbing, dripping blood and tears into the steadily growing pool of crimson beneath you. You're exhausted. Chest heaving. Pain aching in your body so much that you can barely think straight.

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Storyteller @storyteller13.bsky.social · 08/05/2026

Then you turn. You look up the stairs. And you start walking. You leave bloody footprints behind you as you limp through the crowd of bodies. The silence in the great hall is only broken by the sound of something wet dripping nearby. Multiple sources of slow, steady, fluid drips echoing on stone

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