Level 6c75746579 - "Hub of Mundanity"

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SURVIVAL DIFFICULTY
CLASS 1

Exit: 2/5
Somewhat Difficult to Exit

Environment: 1/5
Low Environmental Risk

Entities: 0/5
No Hostile Entities


What of dreams?

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a random store in the middle of nowhere in particular

Level 6c75746579 is the one level beneath your mind and also the ninth circle of hell. Coroners go here sometimes. And also if you're visiting, please tell my cousin Ringu they left the cats outside again thx.

Five months ago, an unfortunate moderator made the terrible mistake of whitelisting paginations from the Hub of Mundanity. Since then, strange forces from beyond human comprehension have been flooding this wiki with vague dialogue, spooky creepypasta, and undue complaints about literally anything + everything in chatrooms during ungodly hours of the eve.

Description:

15 16 17-year-old1 writer / gamer / illustrator. Struggling with chronic insomnia so expect me to be posting at odd times throughout the day. Mother of three (cats).

Level 6c75746579 is a godless land resulted from leaving Centurys Lute in the same house as a ignitable stove for more than a dozen seconds. There used to be content and stuff here before the entire place was unfortunately swept up in a bout of hellfire and the sky wept with horror as the ground was salted 57 times over.

It used to be a heart-pumpingly terrifying place before the fiery ash angels burnt down too and now all that's left is a depressing plane of gravel and just like that, the heart of entropy let out its last pathetic beat as the entire universe finally came to a standstill in preparation for a long, boring eternity.

And also as the world awaited its sad, gloppy fate, someone took the time to build up a CBD on the main street. Idk why, but it's just there now.

Addendum:

All work and no play makes Lute a dull girl. All work and no play makes Lute a dull pearl. All work and no play makes Lute a dull swirl. All work and no play makes Lute a

Below lies a complied list of Centurys Lute's work scavenged from all throughout the level. Centurys Lute herself has been presumed to have perished in the rubble. May she rest in peas.

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