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Beyond the stars and around the corner, next door to the alleyway grotto, there is a place beyond measurement and time. And in this place there is an ending, anticlimactic as it might become.
But as with any ending there is a beginning, and that beginning would be:
>Slowly walking down the road, a lonely whistling can be heard. Houses pass, and dreams slowly float and mix with the smog [Easy Mode]
>Beneath a bridge there is a small fire, and around it gather some men telling tales. You can feel the crisp air against your skin [Average Mode]
>A taxi is speeding down the road, breaking through the uniformity of the traffic and accelerating until the city lights are a blur. The implication of a chase is there but you, the driver, have nothing but the desire to speed up in your mind [Hard Mode]
