this move is not for you
A downloadable poem by the apocalypse
You've traveled far to reach this place, this lair, this heart, this beast-
What shall come of it all?
A poem by the apocalypse written for the Hot Horror Game Jam.
You, the reader, have traveled to the lair of it, the beast, for reasons of your own. The path you take is not yours to decide, but it is still your path. Content warnings for dubious consent and being hunted apply.
If it ever is too much, set it down and stop.
If you're lgbt+ and can't afford this game even at the lowest price, DM me on twitter and I'll get you a download, no questions asked.
In order to download this poem by the apocalypse you must purchase it at or above the minimum price of $3 USD. You will get access to the following files:
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