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originally posted in:The New Dojo
6/6/2017 2:20:58 AM
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(Bruh, i get the hint)
Nyxon shrugged and opened the black book, opening to the first page, examining whatever was there.
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Edited by BondyMilk: 6/6/2017 2:43:52 AMIt simply read [i]If you happen to be reading this, this log belongs to none other than Cylus, and its pages contain his story. My story. From vigilante to literal dead man walking, here I am to tell the tale. My only wish is that these words can be seen beyond my own eyes, and my tale be told when I am long gone. But for now, I am here, writing in this small leather book, waiting... Waiting for the day that my name is remembered, and I will know I have done something greater than myself. -The one and only Cylus.[/i] With nothing else on the page, there is nothing to do other than read on. [spoiler]The first two entries are chapter 1 and 2, which are both above [/spoiler]
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Nyxon read the words, peeking at the first two chapters to see how much of the booklet was filled in. He closed the book again, looking around once more. Not seeing Cylus anywhere, he heads over to a bench, sitting down on it as he opened the book again and began to read.
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[spoiler]The contents of this entry and the previous are above[/spoiler] Despite the inviting first page of the book, the log seems to have a personal element to it. Something you'd have to feel to understand. The vivid descriptions of the unfolding events are enough to make one question how Cylus still stands, and the deeper you delve, the larger his enigma grows.
