SatellitesĀ hoverĀ over the world like angels, singing to one another in a secret language. The game goes on, sweetling. More cards flip. A tragedy erupts in Tokyo, scattering the deck with nuclear winds. What happened? Perhaps you should ask the Eight-Way-Wyrm.

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    I don’t know how long this has been going on. At least an entire generation’s worth of Orochi fuckery exists now, so who...
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    GOOD.
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    I miss this game so much.
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