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𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧?
𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲.
The world crumbled. It all came down, crashing, seething in its blind rage. The vengeance, the cowering, the fear, the despair. How will anyone stay safe? Is it even possible now?

This tells of Ellie and Professor Red, poem format (as of the time, I feel like torturing myself) and how the news hit them. It's over. All their work, their lives spent to stopping this chaos-- failed.

If only Light wasn't gone, if he'd stayed, stayed with them, stayed to be saved, he wouldn't have died, and with his death, taking his comforting embrace and positivity to his friends with him.All Rights Reserved

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𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝙾𝚗𝚎: 𝙰 𝙱𝚞𝚍 𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚖
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