ﮩـﮩﮩ٨ـ🫀ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ Paradox Space ha𝓈 a way with thing𝓈. Fate honor𝓈 it𝓈 favorite𝓈 by cru𝓈hing them completely. Fate drop𝓈 the whole in𝓈ufferably wretched weight of purpo𝓈e on their 𝓈pine𝓈 until they 𝓈nap into 𝓈hape or 𝓈nap and break entirely. The unburdened,,, tho𝓈e buoyant grinning vapid little phantom𝓈 that 𝓈pend entire 𝓈weep𝓈 drifting through their own live𝓈 without a 𝓈ingle burden of 𝓈ub𝓈tance. They are forgotten.
Kult: +11
Kull: +4
Total: 15
Ratio: 2.75