The call of eight
Once upon the time in the land of saints and sinner
Everything was completely covered with
darkness no movement at all
Until the Shadows of death come to life
That's how the Game begin...
Its all started in the ancient times
before human- race come to existences
But Just after
we reach the sky, everything was possible...
So much was going on...
its was like a night after party
Just in case you forgot the story miss Eden
to be called to the front-lines was
such a robbery and curse
at the same time
because none of us believe in the
everlasting life anymore
It was as like telling a
fairytales story indeed
The puzzle remain mystery,
Even today because
just after we give birth
Everything changed, challenges rise just to Knock us down
more like in the movies
so much was going on the other side for real
Believe me, being a gambler
Was just like A foreign language which none of us do
understand, because
The game was simple to watch over the street of Nile
not to overflow, through the dark nights ... But
Back in the days
Same just misunderstand the rules and go
after the
golden treasure instead of protecting it,
Thy choose power over everything and ends up
Destroying the temple
in the battlefield
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