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(Disclaimer!) There might be spelling errors in the lore. I'll fix them in a bit! Beyond the edge of canceled worlds, Past broken code and shattered minds, There lies a place with endless night, A graveyard built from fading light. The streets are lined with hollow screens, And ghosts replay abandoned scenes. Heroes wander, weapons rusted, Dreams discarded, trust corrupted. Some were lost when projects died, Left unfinished, cast aside. Their creators vanished without sound, Leaving silent files underground. Some were driven far away By cruel words hurled day by day. Artists who once gave them breath Closed their doors and welcomed death Of every world they used to weave, Too hurt to stay, too tired to believe. Others came from cutting floors, Locked behind forgotten doors. Scrapped designs with missing names, Half-made hearts and broken frames. Concept sketches stained with tears, Buried deep for countless years. And some were torn from public sight, Deleted in the dead of night. No farewell post, no final plea, Just gone from all eternity. Yet in that place they still remain, Drifting softly through the rain. Characters no one recalls, Whispering through endless halls. They speak of players long since gone, Of music stopped, of servers withdrawn. Still they wait beside the flame, Hoping someone speaks their name. For every world that disappears Leaves behind its hidden fears. And every soul once born in art Still carries on with a beating heart.
