In a cataclysm known as the Nightfall, the worlds were almost completely destroyed by a harrowing surge of darkness.
In the shadows of the ensuing chaos a new group has taken shape. Led by an Aegyl named Kalos, the 11th Hour touts an esoteric knowledge of how to combat the darkness and restore the worlds. They might be the worlds’ best chance at survival; but nobody really knows enough about them to confirm or deny their claims.
On the brink of collapse, the universe holds its breath in anticipation. Of restoration? Of destruction? It is up to individuals like yourself to decide.
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Once and again, we begin. At noon, the clock chimes. Its lullaby is a memorable, sweet-like-sugar, melody which I think will cause children to slumber permanently. How light gleams off faintly hollow billboards devoid of any sense, when cats lick paws and cookies.
Soon, death traces through pictures of life. Slowly, pigs hump anything within Riku's pants but it finds
Once and again, we begin. At noon, the clock chimes. Its lullaby is a memorable, sweet-like-sugar, melody which I think will cause children to slumber permanently. How light gleams off faintly hollow billboards devoid of any sense, when cats lick paws and cookies.
Soon, death traces through pictures of life. Slowly, pigs hump anything within Riku's pants but it finds creamed
Once and again, we begin. At noon, the clock chimes. Its lullaby is a memorable, sweet-like-sugar, melody which I think will cause children to slumber permanently. How light gleams off faintly hollow billboards devoid of any sense, when cats lick paws and cookies.
Soon, death traces through pictures of life. Slowly, pigs hump anything within Riku's pants but it finds creamed crackers
Once and again, we begin. At noon, the clock chimes. Its lullaby is a memorable, sweet-like-sugar, melody which I think will cause children to slumber permanently. How light gleams off faintly hollow billboards devoid of any sense, when cats lick paws and cookies.
Soon, death traces through pictures of life. Slowly, pigs hump anything within Riku's pants but it finds creamed crackers instead.
Once and again, we begin. At noon, the clock chimes. Its lullaby is a memorable, sweet-like-sugar, melody which I think will cause children to slumber permanently. How light gleams off faintly hollow billboards devoid of any sense, when cats lick paws and cookies.
Soon, death traces through pictures of life. Slowly, pigs hump anything within Riku's pants but it finds creamed crackers instead. Even
Once and again, we begin. At noon, the clock chimes. Its lullaby is a memorable, sweet-like-sugar, melody which I think will cause children to slumber permanently. How light gleams off faintly hollow billboards devoid of any sense, when cats lick paws and cookies.
Soon, death traces through pictures of life. Slowly, pigs hump anything within Riku's pants but it finds creamed crackers instead. Even Cloud
Once and again, we begin. At noon, the clock chimes. Its lullaby is a memorable, sweet-like-sugar, melody which I think will cause children to slumber permanently. How light gleams off faintly hollow billboards devoid of any sense, when cats lick paws and cookies.
Soon, death traces through pictures of life. Slowly, pigs hump anything within Riku's pants but it finds creamed crackers instead. Even Cloud hates
Once and again, we begin. At noon, the clock chimes. Its lullaby is a memorable, sweet-like-sugar, melody which I think will cause children to slumber permanently. How light gleams off faintly hollow billboards devoid of any sense, when cats lick paws and cookies.
Soon, death traces through pictures of life. Slowly, pigs hump anything within Riku's pants but it finds creamed crackers instead. Even Cloud hates these
Once and again, we begin. At noon, the clock chimes. Its lullaby is a memorable, sweet-like-sugar, melody which I think will cause children to slumber permanently. How light gleams off faintly hollow billboards devoid of any sense, when cats lick paws and cookies.
Soon, death traces through pictures of life. Slowly, pigs hump anything within Riku's pants but it finds creamed crackers instead. Even Cloud hates these pigs.
Once and again, we begin. At noon, the clock chimes. Its lullaby is a memorable, sweet-like-sugar, melody which I think will cause children to slumber permanently. How light gleams off faintly hollow billboards devoid of any sense, when cats lick paws and cookies.
Soon, death traces through pictures of life. Slowly, pigs hump anything within Riku's pants but it finds creamed crackers instead. Even Cloud hates these pigs. But
Once and again, we begin. At noon, the clock chimes. Its lullaby is a memorable, sweet-like-sugar, melody which I think will cause children to slumber permanently. How light gleams off faintly hollow billboards devoid of any sense, when cats lick paws and cookies.
Soon, death traces through pictures of life. Slowly, pigs hump anything within Riku's pants but it finds creamed crackers instead. Even Cloud hates these pigs. But it
Once and again, we begin. At noon, the clock chimes. Its lullaby is a memorable, sweet-like-sugar, melody which I think will cause children to slumber permanently. How light gleams off faintly hollow billboards devoid of any sense, when cats lick paws and cookies.
Soon, death traces through pictures of life. Slowly, pigs hump anything within Riku's pants but it finds creamed crackers instead. Even Cloud hates these pigs. But it looks
Once and again, we begin. At noon, the clock chimes. Its lullaby is a memorable, sweet-like-sugar, melody which I think will cause children to slumber permanently. How light gleams off faintly hollow billboards devoid of any sense, when cats lick paws and cookies.
Soon, death traces through pictures of life. Slowly, pigs hump anything within Riku's pants but it finds creamed crackers instead. Even Cloud hates these pigs. But it looks like
Once and again, we begin. At noon, the clock chimes. Its lullaby is a memorable, sweet-like-sugar, melody which I think will cause children to slumber permanently. How light gleams off faintly hollow billboards devoid of any sense, when cats lick paws and cookies.
Soon, death traces through pictures of life. Slowly, pigs hump anything within Riku's pants but it finds creamed crackers instead. Even Cloud hates these pigs. But it looks like Darkun
Once and again, we begin. At noon, the clock chimes. Its lullaby is a memorable, sweet-like-sugar, melody which I think will cause children to slumber permanently. How light gleams off faintly hollow billboards devoid of any sense, when cats lick paws and cookies.
Soon, death traces through pictures of life. Slowly, pigs hump anything within Riku's pants but it finds creamed crackers instead. Even Cloud hates these pigs. But it looks like Darkun will