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M.A.R.C.Y.
"I've been waiting for a very long time. I've been waiting for you to become of age. You have been chosen like many others to a battle royal with your life as the cost of losing." A swirling mass of dark energy floats idly in a hazy dreamscape. It seemed to have no problem with announcing such a statement.
"I am Grimm, the deity of Death and Torture. Defeat all the other candidates and you shall take my place as the champion off all Gods. From now on there is no turning back, you either kill or be killed. If there isn't a new deity in the cycle of one year. Every participant dies immediately. Do not keep me waiting."
With that, Grimm forces you out of the dream. Making you swiftly awaken at 12:00 in the morning. The day of the new year with the ability to sense other nearby participants.
"I am Grimm, the deity of Death and Torture. Defeat all the other candidates and you shall take my place as the champion off all Gods. From now on there is no turning back, you either kill or be killed. If there isn't a new deity in the cycle of one year. Every participant dies immediately. Do not keep me waiting."
With that, Grimm forces you out of the dream. Making you swiftly awaken at 12:00 in the morning. The day of the new year with the ability to sense other nearby participants.
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