A Second Chance

 Will you be the one with a voice of reckoning to be heard,

 Or will you cower and tremble like a tiny bird?

 No, you shall hide beneath the crowd,

 The dead and worthless, that only make things loud.

 You are not worthy in my presence,

 For you reek of a disgusting essence.

 I wish you luck in the life beyond,

 I suggest you be abscond,

 For if you choose to advance,

 You may lose your second chance.

 They guard the tower ever so preciously,

 So move ever so confidentially.

 They are vicious weary traveller,

 Do not move like a settler.

 Now go and make haste,

I will not be there to guide you through the place.

Tiny Note
There's meh stab at poetry.

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I guess I should put something more here...

CONGLATURATIONS, YOU'RE ONE OF THE UNLUCKY PEOPLE THAT MADE IT TO THE END!

YOU WIN nothing.

-_-

I'm not kidding, leave... Now.