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You know, as this giant wave of sand is rushing towards you, you cannot help but wonder if all of this was for naught. You have no proper belief in that you would survive this, and as thus it has kind of come to a moot point when you think about what you have actually accomplished in your life. Heck you didn’t even finish up your apprenticeship in becoming a crafter.

You guess this is it, the end of the line.

You close your eyes and hold your hand in front of your nose as the wave comes crashing in.

Everything grows dark.