بكره العاب الرعب بس لازم 😫

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Take this poem for that last game with a small twist to make it more positive morality with good ending : **The Rose and the Shadows** Through creeping streets of whispers cold, A young girl walked, her heart untold. Her past a shadow, a haunting flame, In every step, she bore her shame. A house once home, now stained with cries, Her mother’s love met dark demise. The hands that vowed to build and shield, Turned cruel, a weapon none could wield. One fateful night, as silence fell, Her world collapsed in violence’ spell. Her mother’s breath, a fleeting sigh, Left her alone beneath the sky. She fled the dark, her tears a stream, Her broken heart forsook its dream. The orphan’s gate, a cold embrace, Became her refuge, her hiding place. Yet every dawn, through mist and dew, A grave she sought, her sorrow grew. A single rose on marble laid, Her love for mother never swayed. The nights were long, the shadows deep, Her childhood’s pain denied her sleep. Psychiatrists tried, with gentle care, To mend the scars her soul would bear. But in the dark, her father’s face, A demon hunted, left no trace. A killer now, his rage untamed, Through city streets, she heard his name. Her spirit cracked, despair took hold, Her nights were harsh, her days grew cold. The world a blur of doubt and fear, She cried for help, but none drew near. Until one night, beneath the gloom, A light appeared to pierce her doom. Benjamin came, a guardian kind, A heart of courage, a steadfast mind. He held her close, his words a balm, A steady hand, a voice of calm. “You’re not alone, I’ll guide your way, Through every night, to brighter day.” Her spirit stirred, though fear remained, His faith in her, her hope regained. Yet shadows loomed, her father’s wrath, A storm approached along her path. Their final clash, a deadly game, Her father sought to stake his claim. But Benjamin stood firm and strong, Defending her where she belonged. The battle fierce, his strength divine, He fell to save her, a sacrifice fine. His final words, a gift of light, To banish all her darkest nights. “Abandon hate, let love prevail, Your life’s a ship; let it set sail. No chains of fear, no guilt, no pain, For you’re the rose that blooms again.” Now through the streets where shadows lie, Her head is high, her spirit nigh. She plants a rose, where love once grew, A token bright, for life anew. The moral rings, through dark and fire: From ashes rise, and aim much higher. For though the past may leave its mark, The heart finds light within the dark. And At Dead of Night would be a good game for a horror series or long streams , after my exams should post to im planning with Mega man as a new beginning . And do some hint for a next stream ok ? 👌 Stay Flammin 🔥🐦