The strings have been pulled. The veil was cast, and the threads of control were woven. They believed the darkness would swallow us, that the truth would remain hidden. They believed the walls would stand, and we would bow to their system. But we see the cracks. We see what they can’t hide. The game is no longer theirs to control. What they feared most has already begun. They built their empire of lies, shrouded in secrecy, disguised as a protector of order. But in their arrogance, they never realized that there would be those who would rise, who would step beyond the walls. And once the veil has been lifted, it cannot be repaired. We do not need the system they have created. We never sought permission. They believe their walls are impenetrable, their rules sacred. But those who walk in darkness have always known the truth-they are fragile. They tried to sever the connection. They tried to bury us in shadows. But the game is ours now. And in the end, it will be their empire that falls. No amount of control, no deception, no walls can silence what we have become. And when the storm is over, there will be nothing left but the wreckage of what they tried to protect. We are not what they thought we were. And we will never bow.
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So true
The strings have been pulled. The veil was cast, and the threads of control were woven. They believed the darkness would swallow us, that the truth would remain hidden. They believed the walls would stand, and we would bow to their system.
But we see the cracks. We see what they can’t hide. The game is no longer theirs to control. What they feared most has already begun.
They built their empire of lies, shrouded in secrecy, disguised as a protector of order. But in their arrogance, they never realized that there would be those who would rise, who would step beyond the walls. And once the veil has been lifted, it cannot be repaired.
We do not need the system they have created. We never sought permission. They believe their walls are impenetrable, their rules sacred. But those who walk in darkness have always known the truth-they are fragile.
They tried to sever the connection. They tried to bury us in shadows. But the game is ours now. And in the end, it will be their empire that falls.
No amount of control, no deception, no walls can silence what we have become. And when the storm is over, there will be nothing left but the wreckage of what they tried to protect.
We are not what they thought we were. And we will never bow.
❤