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                   The Dawn of Destruction Interitus 1 – Book One             Chapter Three             “Outside the principal’s office again?! What did you two do this time?” Iris asked.             Iris tried to maintain the face of a mother scolding a child, but she ultimately failed to stifle her gentle giggling. Phil kept his arms crossed and looked away, but his eyes were hidden anyway by the hood of his jacket.             “Hey, don’t ask me! I’m just keeping the truant company! It’s way too early to let my bro’s day get ruined,” Seth said with a slight chuckle.             “I figured it was Phil! Not that that excuses you skipping History,” she te...

                    The Dawn of Destruction Interitus 1 – Book One             Chapter Three             “Outside the principal’s office again?! What did you two do this time?” Iris asked.             Iris tried to maintain the face of a mother scolding a child, but she ultimately failed to stifle her gentle giggling. Phil kept his arms crossed and looked away, but his eyes were hidden anyway by the hood of his jacket.             “Hey, don’t ask me! I’m just keeping the truant company! It’s way too early to let my bro’s day get ruined,” Seth said with a slight chuckle.             “I figured it was Phil! Not that that excuses you skipping History,” ...

     I have just uploaded the 5th playthrough of Interitus 3: The Ocean Has Her Reasons.  The Ocean Has Her Reasons playthrough (part 5) (youtube.com) I3A1P5 -- Interitus 3, Archipelago 1, Playthrough 5. Information about Interitus 3 is available  here .

                  The Dawn of Destruction Interitus 1 – Book One Chapter Two   “Every action has an equal and opposite reaction. This is the law of the universe.” Tears drenched her face. Blood soaked her hands. Sweat slowly dripped from her skin and splashed onto the moonlit concrete below. The blood on her knife glistened in the glow of distant streetlights. Two motionless eyes stared into her from the lifeless body on the cool asphalt. On hands and knees, she crawled over the corpse with her black hair dragging across his bloodstained clothes. “The world pushes down with immeasurable force. It is only natural that we push back. I am a victim of circumstance. I was conceived in tragedy, and tragedy is what I have become.” The body had fallen onto its right side. His head leaned against a concrete wall, but his extremities still twitched and trembled. Blood stained his jacket and formed a small puddle beneath his fle...