What kind of world have you seen?
Some people are so thin that they become pieces of paper and symbols
Someone was uneasy in the corridor, and the cold wind blew by, bringing up the putrid smell of the sewer. A pair of ferocious eyes, like its owner, is trapped here forever. The breeding ground for hatred and rot is never good, but evil.
Imagination essay, no CP, story unit is updated from time to time.
If nothing else, it shouldn't be v (not necessarily)
Intention: pure imagination