
Listen to Azathoth
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A strange mystery came erratically, full malice climbed up to the window, the indifferent starry sky cast a shadow on my vision, and the dark night caressed my face. The well-known pollution grows secretly and spreads everywhere. Out-of-control monsters extend their claws to the world, and the handwriting of alien gods descends on the world. Can superpowers, high technology, and sequencers really resist this madness? Whispers lingered, Linn walked alone in the darkness, the flesh and blood at the corners of his mouth were blurred, and ferocious eyeballs burst out from his squirming scarlet flesh. Azathoth: Dude, do you want to listen to some music? Lynn: Come on! Whoever is a coward is a bastard.
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