ʏɛʂʈɛɽɗɑʏ...
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ɑɭɭ ɱy ʈɾouɓℓεʂ ʂεεɱεɗ ʂo fɑɾ ɑwɑy
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ℓovε wɑs εɑʂy ɠɑɱε ʈɵ pℓɑy
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ʂuɗɗεɳℓy I'ɱ ɳoʈ ɧɑℓf ʈɧε ɱɑɳ I uʂὲɗ ʈɵ ɓε
• Wεɭcoɱε to the dream state of Yɛʂʈɛɽɗɑʏ. You have been living in a comatose inside a test tube who knows how long and you have been living the dream of your life; the Yɛʂʈɛɽɗɑʏ of your life. All your past memories simply replayed back to you for as much enjoyment as possible. You are suave, charming, witty and intelligent, the opposite sex seems drawn to you. Your Alternate Reality of Yɛʂʈɛɽɗɑʏ has affected much of your brain, but does it really matter in the end? All your daily needs are of past, you are picture perfect everyday in Yɛʂʈɛɽɗɑʏ and you no longer need the uniform hairbrush and toothpaste. After all the years of being spent in the Alternate Reality of Yɛʂʈɛɽɗɑʏ you're a little bit . . . off. Sad to hear I know, but you'll do fine. The Test Tube suddenly bears a crack as big as your hand, but the Tube continues working as normal. Now don't believe that ho-hum about the Apocalypse or Armageddon, it's not true. You're in a Virtual Heaven! A few more years pass by and the crack grows to the size of an average human's head and begins to seep liquid. You are brought to the harsh, cruel thing that is Reality! You long for Yesterday, your troubles seemed so far away, love was a easy game to play. However, this is The United States in 2046 and it is indeed a Barren Wasteland. Turns out you're one of the Last Survivors! Crazy, right?
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ɳow iʈ ℓookʂ ɑʂ ʈɧouɠɧ ʈɧεy'ɾε ɧεɾε ʈo ʂʈɑy
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ɳow I ɳεεɗ ɑ pℓɑɕε ʈo ɧiɗε ɑwɑy
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ʈɧεɾε'ʂ ɑ ʂɧɑɗow ɧɑɳɠiɳɠ oʋεɾ ɱε
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ɳow I ɳεεɗ ɑ pℓɑɕε ʈo ɧiɗε ɑwɑy
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ʈɧεɾε'ʂ ɑ ʂɧɑɗow ɧɑɳɠiɳɠ oʋεɾ ɱε
