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"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙙, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝙖𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝙃𝙀𝙇𝙇."
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝙖𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝙃𝙀𝙇𝙇."
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[ HOTDOG. ]
Now the girl herself ...
Now the girl herself ...
January 19, 2026 at 7:14 PM
[ HOTDOG. ]
Now the girl herself ...
Now the girl herself ...
((bruh, dee and I's pfps so similar looking, i keep mistaking him for me
January 23, 2026 at 7:15 PM
((bruh, dee and I's pfps so similar looking, i keep mistaking him for me
"Nothing. That can wait."
Ever the meticulous man, Yoo Joonghyuk's hand hadn't strayed nary an inch from the hilt of his sword. Right now, he stood within alien territory, and he would not rest until he was perfectly sure that it was safe. Perhaps not even then.
Ever the meticulous man, Yoo Joonghyuk's hand hadn't strayed nary an inch from the hilt of his sword. Right now, he stood within alien territory, and he would not rest until he was perfectly sure that it was safe. Perhaps not even then.
For years he had been with this man through words written on his screen. For years he had all sorts of feelings towards the protagonist.
But to witness him in the flesh, right before his eyes, was something else entirely. Something his younger self would not believe. —
But to witness him in the flesh, right before his eyes, was something else entirely. Something his younger self would not believe. —
Yoo Joonghyuk, the "protagonist" of this wretched, apocalyptic world, was possessed of a will akin to a thousand stubborn men.
However, faced with a threat of a blizzard, there was very little mulishness could do to assist.
It was neither a cloak, nor a fire, and not even a shelter.
However, faced with a threat of a blizzard, there was very little mulishness could do to assist.
It was neither a cloak, nor a fire, and not even a shelter.
January 23, 2026 at 7:15 PM
"Nothing. That can wait."
Ever the meticulous man, Yoo Joonghyuk's hand hadn't strayed nary an inch from the hilt of his sword. Right now, he stood within alien territory, and he would not rest until he was perfectly sure that it was safe. Perhaps not even then.
Ever the meticulous man, Yoo Joonghyuk's hand hadn't strayed nary an inch from the hilt of his sword. Right now, he stood within alien territory, and he would not rest until he was perfectly sure that it was safe. Perhaps not even then.
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ㅤㅤ𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗪𝗛𝗢 𝗗𝗘𝗙𝗜𝗘𝗦 𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗬.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗧 𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗬𝗘𝗥.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗧 𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗬𝗘𝗥.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
July 27, 2025 at 9:53 PM
ㅤㅤ𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗪𝗛𝗢 𝗗𝗘𝗙𝗜𝗘𝗦 𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗬.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗧 𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗬𝗘𝗥.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗧 𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗬𝗘𝗥.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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((Thanks, Danny Denverson, for supporting my exhausted ramblings
January 16, 2026 at 9:26 PM
((Thanks, Danny Denverson, for supporting my exhausted ramblings
Yoo Joonghyuk, the "protagonist" of this wretched, apocalyptic world, was possessed of a will akin to a thousand stubborn men.
However, faced with a threat of a blizzard, there was very little mulishness could do to assist.
It was neither a cloak, nor a fire, and not even a shelter.
However, faced with a threat of a blizzard, there was very little mulishness could do to assist.
It was neither a cloak, nor a fire, and not even a shelter.
Dokja looked over his shoulder, eyebrows knitted together in a mix of confusion and disbelief. 𝘐𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴?
"You could call it that," he shrugged, putting his hands in his pockets to shield them from the cold biting into his skin. Then, he continued walking. —
"You could call it that," he shrugged, putting his hands in his pockets to shield them from the cold biting into his skin. Then, he continued walking. —
"And how do you know that?" Joonghyuk shot back, coming to a sudden halt. In his heart, he knew Dokja's words to be true. The weather was anything but favourable.
But, perhaps...arguing with the prophet had become an unbreakable habit.
But, perhaps...arguing with the prophet had become an unbreakable habit.
January 16, 2026 at 9:21 PM
Yoo Joonghyuk, the "protagonist" of this wretched, apocalyptic world, was possessed of a will akin to a thousand stubborn men.
However, faced with a threat of a blizzard, there was very little mulishness could do to assist.
It was neither a cloak, nor a fire, and not even a shelter.
However, faced with a threat of a blizzard, there was very little mulishness could do to assist.
It was neither a cloak, nor a fire, and not even a shelter.