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This game was on right before we met. This game was on right before we were even born. No one has ever said that playing by the devil's bible is easy and, to tell the truth, I have never fancied gambling. But this time I was called to act by the summoning, and though the price was never so high like this before I take the offer on losing everything I have ever had. Because sitting at this table right here in front of you, streamed by Acorns, Bells, and Leaves, threatened Over-n-Under by the Knave, I must defeat you by my own Heart before the King itself slaughters me by the hand of the Deuce.
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May 21, 2019
May 21, 2019 at 6:13 AM UTC
Endgame
This game was on right before we met. This game was on right before we were even born. No one has ever said that playing by the devil's bible is easy and, to tell the truth, I have never fancied gambling. But this time I was called to act by the summoning, and though the price was never so high like this before I take the offer on losing everything I have ever had. Because sitting at this table right here in front of you, streamed by Acorns, Bells, and Leaves, threatened Over-n-Under by the Knave, I must defeat you by my own Heart before the King itself slaughters me by the hand of the Deuce.
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May 21, 2019
May 21, 2019 at 6:13 AM UTC
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