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My RP Discord Server: / discord My Friends RP Discord Server: / discord Dark Matter Merch: https://dark-matter-shop.fourthwall.com Behind every curtain of civility lies a smirk too well-rehearsed. This is a tale spun from the gilded threads of hypocrisy—where the hands that claim to uphold morality are never as clean as they pretend. It's a waltz through drawing rooms and office halls, a stroll through polished reputations and quiet cruelties. Here, masks aren’t removed—they're worn with pride, layered in such convincing sincerity that even the wearer forgets what’s underneath. This world doesn’t divide good and bad with a line—it smudges them together like charcoal on wet parchment. In this reality, darkness isn’t something you banish; it’s something you edit, deny, repress until it festers. There’s no villain in the shadows—only mirrors, reflecting eyes that flicker when no one’s looking. It's not about corruption. It's about exposure. Everyone plays a part. Some just refuse to acknowledge the script in their hands. Justice, virtue, and purity become commodities here—traded like secrets behind closed doors. The most dangerous truths are the ones whispered with a smile. What appears as nobility may simply be restraint dressed in etiquette. The decay isn’t in actions, but in intentions—the self-satisfaction of those who call themselves better without ever facing the rot they've polished beneath their skin. It’s not a condemnation. It’s a celebration of confession. Of the freedom that comes from shedding the pretense and standing in the spotlight—grinning, unmasked, and unashamed. There’s power in embracing the imperfection. Not to glorify harm, but to unshackle identity from performance. This is where honesty becomes the final act. Not innocence, but awareness. Not purity, but pride in the flawed.