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⠀They⠀say⠀ 𝗥𝗲𝗱⠀𝗥𝗼𝗼𝗺⠀ is⠀never⠀ sated,
⠀it⠀calls⠀for ⠀𝘁𝘄𝗼⠀ more⠀wandering souls.
⠀First⠀to⠀enter⠀ access⠀ shall ⠀ close⠀ on
⠀March⠀𝟴𝘁𝗵,⠀ 2025, at 𝟳.𝟯𝟬⠀𝗣𝗠 (UTC+7).
⠀Dare to tread, and let Red Room claims you.
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⠀Sometimes dreams can only be brought to
⠀fruition⠀through the⠀light of mora.⠀Thus,
⠀N͟o͟r͟t͟h͟l͟a͟n͟d͟s G͟u͟i͟l͟e⠀will always offer its hand
⠀to⠀those in⠀need.⠀However,⠀remember;
⠀𝙩𝙝𝙚 ⠀ 𝙙𝙪𝙚𝙨 ⠀ 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 ⠀ 𝙗𝙚 ⠀ 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙙 ⠀𝙤𝙣⠀ 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚.
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⠀Northland’s Guile once again presents a
⠀special opportunity for two fortunate
⠀individuals! No one knows — perhaps
⠀today, luck has decided to grace you with
⠀its presence.
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I’ve cradled fragments of a shattered heart, each piece a memory, a painful start. With trembling hands, I, Lu Guang, cast them to the sea, a desperate plea for solace, wild and free. But shadows stretch, obscuring all the light, as I remain a captive of the night.
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Fragmented echoes of a life once known, I have gathered them, each piece a heavy stone. Into the ocean’s vast and endless keep, I, Han Somang, cast these memories, dark and deep. With heart aflame and spirit newly freed, I step into tomorrow, a hopeful seed.
The ocean’s a playground, so big and so blue. Let’s send your troubles swimming there, too. I, Guizhong, will build sandcastles, tall and so grand. Forget all your worries and hold tight my hand.
Fragmented echoes of a life once known, I have gathered them, each piece a heavy stone. Into the ocean’s vast and endless keep, I, Suou Hayato, cast these memories, dark and deep. With heart aflame and spirit newly freed, I step into tomorrow, a hopeful seed.
I’ve cradled fragments of a shattered heart, each piece a memory, a painful start. With trembling hands, I, Haruka Nanase, cast them to the sea, a desperate plea for solace, wild and free. But shadows stretch, obscuring all the light, as I remain a captive of the night.
I’ve cradled fragments of a shattered heart, each piece a memory, a painful start. With trembling hands, I, Cha Gyeol, cast them to the sea, a desperate plea for solace, wild and free. But shadows stretch, obscuring all the light, as I remain a captive of the night.
Fragmented echoes of a life once known, I have gathered them, each piece a heavy stone. Into the ocean’s vast and endless keep, I, He Zhishu, cast these memories, dark and deep. With heart aflame and spirit newly freed, I step into tomorrow, a hopeful seed.