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The crimson sky of FORSAKEN churned as the haunting melody of 'Creation of Hatred' echoed through the ruins. Shedletsky stood alone, his yellow skin pale under the oppressive red glow. He clutched his sword, knuckles white, as the clock began its relentless tick. From the shadows emerged you—his second manifestation of hatred. The air grew heavy with dread. Shedletsky’s heart hammered against his ribs; he had hidden this secret from Builderman, from BrightEyes, from everyone. Now, the nightmare was real. One minute and thirty seconds to survive, or face eternal return.