Alright....

I want to talk about this.

As I have mentioned forever long ago how I said I was going to release the bad ending to this story, but to be honest, I really only did it because somehow this book felt incomplete.

I've been having this thing in the back of my mind always telling me that this book was "not bad but not good", and after so long I realized that this book has so many problems that I myself cringed at just reading it.

1. The pacing is either too slow or too fast

2. There has never been breathers in this book as there had really only been one chapter that was calm and there is way too much going on

3. Key plot details just get tossed aside because I don't plan too far ahead

4. Literally everything in this book drags on for too long.

And the list could keep going but these are the main problems. I feel like this may be one of my worst books and sorry to those who liked it which I honestly don't think that many do.

But before I fully leave this book behind, I would like to show you guys the bad ending to this book that I had planned and a bonus chapter to finally leave this all behind me.
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This Bad ending was from long ago, back before they time travelled. It was the choice between helping Ben, Leave him, or Fight Spring's dad alone. That was the original ending to the story.

"You go with Freddy and Goldie. I shouldn't have interfered with your love lives and stopped you guys. If this is my final goodbye, say bye to my boys for me...
Will ya?" Ben said as his voice cracked and stuttered

He then pushed me out of the way as Springy's dad started to get up.

OH SHIT!!

I started thinking about it.
Oh shit I don't know what to do!

I looked at my hand ready to teleport and I looked at Ben.

What if I...

Sorry Ben but you go with your sons. I can deal with Springy's dad.

"Sorry, this is family business, you go solve yours"

"Wai-" Ben screamed before being teleported.

Suddenly I felt dizzy and felt my whole body feeling weak as I couldn't get the urge to move on. Oh fuck...I didn't think this through.

The world around me began to spin as I saw Spring's dad get closer to me.
"What's wrong you piece of shit? Feeling dizzy~" he teased as he chuckled as he pushed me down to the ground.

"N-no... You can't kill me...I-it would only kill Spriiintrap..." I said as I felt my body get heavier.
"Really now? That's who i've wanted gone for a very long time..." he said kicking me in the face as I felt my whole world go dark.

Hector's Pov:

I saw as my son fell to ground with ease. I've been waiting for this moment for a very... very... long time~

I watched as a purple mist emitted as a ghostly form of a rabbit appeared infront of him.
"Get the fuck away from him you monster!" the rabbit yelled as I realized it was the guy who possessed my son.
"It's not like you can hit me you freak-" I said before being punched by the mist as I stumbled back a bit.
"Says who!" he growled back as I got myself onto my feet. He didn't seem to be dizzy anymore meaning that his body was bringing him down...

Then all I have to do is destroy the body. If he has no body to go to, then he won't be able to go to anyone else.

I quickly tackled the purple mist and as I expected, I was able to actually attack it. I bashed my head against it as it fell down unconsciously.

That was a lot easier than I thought it would be. I got up and the mist had stayed there without any sign of movement. I looked behind me and saw that my son was still unconscious. Not for long though~

I walked up to my son and lightly kicked him in the head till he woke up.

"W-huh?"
It looks like Springtrap woke up. I had my foot placed right over him as he lay there shocked.
"WAIT DAD STOP NO DON'T DO TH-" he said as I pressed my foot down on his head.
"DAD! I-AAAAAGHH!!! IT HURTS! STOOOOP AAAGGGH-" He screamed until I got through his skull as I heard a crunch from under me as I heard him choke on his own blood as he laid there lifeless on the floor.
I've never been able to keep him quiet. But this is different...

He shut up....
Permanently.

I lifted up my foot from where it was before. Blood and chunks of what I assume was his brain stuck to my foot.
I don't wanna see this....Ugh.
I walked out wiping my foot that had Springtrap's blood on it. Now this is what I call a happy ending...
I can live how I've always wanted now.

I smirked and walked away from the house leaving Spring and Laura dead inside the house. They were waste of space either way...

Freddy's Pov:

I was able to get Goldie to the hospital in time and he was now safe from getting killed. I suddenly hear someone stumble as I see my dad. What the hell is he doing here?!

"Why the fuck are you here!" I growled at him. He looked up at me as I raised my fist.
"Stop! I'm sorry! I told your friend to go with you guys but he teleported me here telling me that this was a family issue and that I had to go solve mine's..." he said sitting back down on the ground.

I wasn't sensing anything bad from him, maybe he's telling the truth...

"I'm sorry...for everything. Your mother told me to. I stopped believing about you guys being bad for being gay, but it was too late..."

I lowered my fists so he could tell me about what happened with him and mom.
"After we killed your bunny friend, I felt horrible...I wanted to stop, but your mother still believed that gays were bad..."

"She said if I don't follow her rules, then she would report me to the authorities and i'd be left without you guys...If I left you guys alone with her, who knows what she could have done...." Dad started sobbing in the room and I felt bad...

As much as the amount of damage he caused was horrible... he was trying to protect us from our mom...
"I had to kill your mother...because it was either her...or your friend...." he said dropping the knife that had blood on it...
I hugged him knowing he only wanted to protect me and Goldie.

"Thanks dad..." I said as I myself began to tear up. Suddenly, I see a purple mist go over around me and my dad.

"Freddy!!" I heard the mist call out as it sounded familiar.
"Josh...?" I asked as the purple mist stopped infront of me...
"Freddy!!! Springy....He's...He's DEAD!!!" he said sobbing as the purple mist became a ghost forming a rabbit like Josh.

"No..." I refuse to believe he died!!
I teleported out of the hospital and back to my house not being prepared for what I was about to see....

As I got there, the first thing I see is mom.
Just as dad said, she was shot in the head as a gun lay in her hand...

I picked up the gun and saw that there was one bullet in it...
I placed it in my pocket and noticed that there was a foul smell coming from my right. I looked and I immediately felt like throwing up.

I saw as Spring's body was bruised and hit with severe bruises. Worst of all, he no longer had a head...
It was crushed as his face was undescribable as his face was smeared with facial features looking distorted as his mouth was wide open while his eyes no longer there, were gaping holes stretched out so inhumanely that it was making me feel nauseous.

Pink chunks were also present as I can only imagine it being his brain... The walls were messed up and everything was a total mess that I no longer wanted to stay...

I teleported back with the energy I had left as I felt the pressure weigh off me leaving the horrid place. I passed out as soon as I saw my dad as I felt too weak to do anything...

40 years later:

I was sitting at the bar trying not to drink off the last of my money that I had left...
I was planning to stop my drinking problem but it only got worse throughout the years. I fely myself go insane anytime I had a thought when I was sober....

I had payed for however many drinks I had as I was barely able to get up. I walked outside to where the air hit my face. I had no money, no job, nobody...
Josh...
He never died but he slowly faded away as time went on. My dad died from old age and Goldie....
I thought he was safe....
He never woke up.

Every day it becomes harder to even try and keep myself together...
All these memories haunting me as I know that my whole family died...
If I could change what happened that day... I would.

I would give anything to be able to change what happened that day...
But that will never happen. I stood over the bridge I have been at for years. My mind was constantly telling me to jump but my body refused to move an inch closer.
But this time...
My body cooperated....
I'm ending this nightmare here...
I jumped and fell into the water...
I let the water fill my lungs as I could no longer feel any oxygen as this was the last time i'd ever have to feel pain again...
I...die.......here.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
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̴̤͚̋͐͆̋̍͐̅̃͘Ṇ̷̤̠͇̥̆̓̃̾̓̓̆̿̿͝ ̸̡͕̩̜͓͓̩͌̅̌̽͌́͌͝P̶̩͚̿́́̆̚͝ͅ ̷̡̟̘̟͓̏͛̾͝Ȁ̴̘͔̿̋́̋̏͠ ̴̬̻̘͙̮̬̪̍́̓̈̍Ḯ̴͓̻͇̟͖͉͔͚̮̃̃̍̃͛̊͠͝ ̷̻͓͚̪̮̞̗̥̘͊̓̊̏͆͂̿̚N̶̢̦͉̘͔͙͓̔͛̔̓̾̒̋͑͝͠ ̷̛̼̩͖̻̬̯̂̅͊̒̇͌͊̀͝P̵̬͍͈͈̑̍̎̈́̔̉͊̽͘ ̴̛̻̳̦͓͖̈̏̽͒̃̅͑ͅÀ̵̡̜̝̭̤̈́ͅ ̵̮̻͎̮̭̱͉͍͎̝̒̓͒͐̚͠İ̶͉͕̰̳̻̲̼̭ ̴͖͓͉͐̔͌͑̈̋͠Ṇ̷̱̺̫̻̉̀̏̇̏͘ ̷̡̧̳̟̙̹͇̦͉͑͌́̈́͗̐͐͊͑̕Ṕ̸̢̹̪̻̦̏̋͐̀͋̂̃͋ ̷̧͔̘̼̣̦̤̌À̶̛̘̈͛̌̈̔͜ͅ ̵͓̹͕̃I̴͈͚̜̻̼͖͘͜ ̵̗̲͕̯͇̲͆̐̐́͊͐͋̃̕N̸̫̭̩̂͐̑ ̴̨̹̱͇̪̫̯̦̈́́̒P̸̣̲̌̽̈́̂̈́ ̵̱̞̹̪̬̠̹̭̭͍̓̂͊̏͛̽Ǎ̶͎͑̆͑̏̀̋̈̀ ̸̠̫̐̒̈̉̀͌͒̾̐̚I̷̩͙̞̭̽̐̂̿͋̈̒͒͝͠ ̶̧̰̥̲̱͓̻͎͉̉͑̋͋ͅN̵̰̻̖͒͐ ̷̧͔̏̓̈P̸̨̺̊ ̷̬͈̺̹̖̼̩̩̻́̿̑̊̅A̵̧̝͍̼̱̝̲̿́̓͐ ̵͖͂͂͆̈́͐̒͘̕͠I̶̛̮̹̅̍ ̶̨̬͖͎̦͓͕̿̎̆̔̾̃̏̌͝Ṋ̸̲͙̟̪̽̐͆̄̃̓ͅ ̵͇̘͕͕͙̩̗̖̩͛̀͑̂͋̈͝͠ͅP̴̙̒͆̌̆̍͗͜ ̷̬̦̺̝̹̜̜̤̚͜A̴̬̱͎̻̍͂̏ ̷̧̫̗̠̮̱͗̀̈́̈́̽͊̕͘Í̴͙̫̰͇̍̄ ̶̳͙̒͗̐̅͊̈͘N̴͙̳̦̈̓̓͒͋̅̚ ̸̳̬͙͂̍P̵͕̠̯̓̈́̈̀̄̑͒͝ ̸̱̼̯͕̱͙̻̍̿͗̅̅̔̌̒̑͑Â̵̢̧̞̙͈̦͕̖̠͕͝ ̶̨̂̅̊̓͆̂́͑̀͝I̶̲̫̣͎̣̝͛̋͛͊̚͠ͅ ̴̡̱̼͖̹̻̞̬͕͕͐N̶̨͍͙̗̞̦̙̳͍̦̓́ ̵̦̥͚͉̠̣̄̾̊̄̆̿͝P̶̻̫̱̱̫̯̬̮͎̈́ ̷̡̝͈͖̲͛̍́̓̈́̄̕̚͠͝Á̴̛̜͈̺͕͍͚͈̔̾̄͝ ̶̡̧̠̖͎̠̘͉̓͛̓͋̏Ỉ̵̠̖̝͙͙͈̯͕̉͐͋̾ ̸͉̻̫̳̭̲̫̆̓̉̋͑̋̀̇͠N̷̡̨̨͖̞͙̮̘̍͆̂͌̓͐ ̶͔̞͙͈̰̩̐͌́P̴̡̰̩̮̙͈̘̺̯̾ ̴͚͖͙̹̮̽̏̄̋̽̓̾͋̉A̵͈͎̯̩̟̳͉͙̮͆͠ ̵̝̣̜̠̗͍̬̯̬̈́̃̎́̊̒̆̾̊Į̸̩͈͕̗̜͔͈͉͊͌̀̄͑̿̍̈͝͝ ̷̨͇̣̖̑͌͆̄̋Ṅ̶͖̳̗͈̤̝̲̜̩͉̌̋͐͂͊̽̑̕͘ ̷̨͓̟̘̮͙̍P̶̥͓̗̪̏́̂̾̋͝ ̶̨̛̲̪̞͖̞̝͉͎ͅA̵̛̰̖̰̜͕͉̞̓̎̈́̒͑͘͝ͅ ̷̖̃I̷̡̳̰̥̯͛́̍̋͒̈̊̀͜ ̸̧̱̩̙̃̈̀̄̋͝N̴̛̩̟̋͘ ̶̛͖̈́̇͌̆̆͘P̵͔̦̙̗̥̜̈̄ ̶̰͇̱͔͐̍͊̀͛̐͘͘ͅÂ̸̡̛̖̬̙̰̲̫̣̚͝͝ ̸̖͓̠͕̹̗̪̍Ḭ̸̟̤̥̘́̌̾͒͛̈̍͜ ̶͖̾N̶͍͍̰̗̜͌̏ͅ ̵͇̝̤̦͈̦̮̫͎͂̃̋̓̆̉͝Ṕ̶̧̥̬̱̼̜̹̰̈̂̕ ̷͉̥͒̇͑̎͠A̵̢̧̼͔͈̯̗̩̟̱̒́̏̏͋̆̿̚͝ ̷̨̧̛̛͚̙̹̝͔͕̊͗͑͂̈͌̕I̶͈̰̲͙̞͚̠̓̆ ̴̡̢̡̹͙̰̯̰̂ͅN̴̨̻̖̟̽́̌́͗͊͋́́ ̸͎̼̙̎̑̂͐̈́̈́̐̐͗P̷̰̫̯̂̄͋ ̴̢̖̬̩͍͋͊͂̈́̔͠Â̷̢̢͍̝̠̫̜͉̭̌͌͝ ̵̳͔̫̞̼͔̙̾̏I̵̗̜͇̋̌͐ ̷͈̪̈̊̀̆̅̒͊͋̕̕N̸̢̼͚̼̤̘̾̒͌̐̎͝ ̵̢̠̹̗̼̻̽ͅP̷̨̱̱̑̆̔̽̀̆ ̵̢̩̓A̶͖͙͆̽̀͐̅͘͜ ̴̛̪̣͕̍͊̂̆̇̚͠I̷̡̺͑͋̊̉̃̀́̾ ̶̬̐̓͗̌̄́͊̈́̕͝N̵̺̤̔̓̚ ̵̧̟̣̤̣̱̉̒̾P̴̧̜̳̯̬̜̭͍̒̑͠͠ ̶͕̼̪̞͔̘̦̪̰͒͘A̶͉̟̜͙̳͚̲̫̗̓̅̓͛̔̊͂͝ͅ ̴̩̑̒̉̈̽͠͠I̵͎̐͑͛̄͐̉͘̕͘͠ ̵͈͗̆̈́̍̎͆͊͋̕ͅǸ̷̡̘͑͋̃̿ ̷̨̺̫͋̈́̎͗̆P̸̩̋̋͒ ̶̨̯̺͛́͑͗̂A̷̧̪̩̩̙̗͛͊̅͆̈́̑̋͠ ̷̦̦͈͉͚̣̹̄͒͜Î̵̮̲͍̘́̀͌̚ ̵͍͉̥̦̍͝ͅN̷̩̫̱͓̖̍͒̈́̏͋͌̈́͜͝͠ͅ ̴̯̻͑ͅP̶̨̨̢̲͙̝̺̞̻̮̽͗͂̚ ̸̧̛̣̫̘̻̎̓̆Ą̶̼̠͎̥̻̪̼͖͊́̌̌́̍̈́̍͑ ̸̧̟̤̭̉̾͑̅́̏͘Ĭ̷͚̠̟̪͈̬̥̬́̒͑͋ ̶̧̛̘͔̺̬͓̳̱̟̮̍̿̿̈́̃̅̅͝͠N̶̢͈̹̥̞̠̥̝̆̀̒̈͊͊̕͜͜͠ ̸̲̰̝̘̟͇̝̻̱̆͠ͅP̸̢̝̘͖̠̼̞̖̉́̏͝ ̷̥̃̍͝Ȧ̴̢̡̛͋̏̄͘͝͠ ̷̨̛͕̺̰̜̱͉̮͔̜̉̑̓̚͠I̵͎̠̗̹̩̟͛͊͝ ̶̡̰̟̍̏̏N̴̫̣̓̋͒͂̎̿̑͛͊̚ ̶̰͐̅̿̀̉̂͝͠P̷̞̤̮͙͔̗̋̓̅͛̄̾̔ ̵̨̢̙͍͇̟͕̆͠Ǎ̸͔ ̴̳͍͉̹̰͌͜ͅĮ̴̤̜͉̲̟̖̐̓͛̒́̓̋͂́ ̷̲̰̮̱̥͕̪̙͊͜N̸̡̛͇̦̻͉̜̭͉͇̣̏͆̃̓̒̉̓̀ ̷̨͈̜̱͎̬̪̻̈́͗̊P̴̢̜̂͂̅̒ ̵̖̮̤̼̹̓͒̍̽̒̉̇͘͘A̷̛̙̳̓͐̿͝ ̷̣̯͍̻̂̉̈̑̿I̶̩̗̘͔̯̓̿̀̏̾̎̂̐͐͘ ̸̠̤͚͈̝̹͇́͆̈͐̃̾̒N̸̮̫̮̤̿ ̴͍̘̞̪̝̌̔̒̍̀͌́̌̚P̸̜͠ ̸̜͑̀͋̚͝A̴̛̪ ̷̡̡͙͓͐̓̏̀̓ͅI̷̡̡̖͈̞͍̗̳̞͇̊̔͗́̔̚ ̶̨́͌͛̒̚͝Ň̷̨̢͙͖̥̦̜̹͋͆ ̵̢̲̪͉͋̔̈̽̈̚P̶̢̭̱͇̭͍̘̫̊̾͐̌̔͘ ̵̯͓́͋͝Å̷̜͇̬̮̀̔̋ͅ ̷͇̑̅̈͆̒̓̈́̈̋ͅĮ̵̨͕͕̠̩͇͕͎̐̊̔͌̃́̀͠͠ͅ ̷͚̌͂̽̍͊͊̾̓͆̌Ṇ̶̈́̀̔̔͜͝ ̶̨̡̨͉̩̰̘́͋͜P̸͔̜̝̯̗̥̤̦̐̏̾̿̀̽̃̕ ̶̯͇̖̭̮́ͅA̸̛͚̱̤̗̻̙̱̍̅̆̋̓́ ̴̪͍̗̪̤̠̩̦̩̬͋̇̉͂̔I̶̩̫͒̇͂̀͒ ̶̺̗̩̥̺͕̼̝͇̱̓́͂͠N̶̨͈͈̦͍͙̖͓͇̆̇̽̈͑̌͐̕ͅ ̸̛͎̲͍͉̖̭̻̐̀̐̂͐̽͘͝Ṕ̵̗̩̫̲͍̞͎̯̦̮̄̿̊ ̷̢̦̬̞̪̓̑̎̉̅̎͝͝Ạ̵̢̪͓͕̗̩̫͗̂̒̇̄͐͝ͅ ̶͓̳͈͙̅͗͑͌͜Ĩ̶̧̡̛̘̗̮̰͖̘̩͒̐̔̏̽ ̸̢̻̎̄̑̾N̸̨͎̻̙̤̝̲̟͕͆ ̶̧̠̰̘͕̜͇̹̒̓͐͊͗̿̆͝P̴̤͈̺͙̹͕͇̺̪̥̔̇͆͠ ̴̊̒͊̀͘ͅA̶͔̤͉̤̠̤̫͊͒̈́̾̂͊̚ ̸̭̆ͅḬ̸̖̼̲̐̿̀̓́̍ ̷̡̲̭̫͓̦̤͖̞͖̎̌Ṅ̵̰̀͊̈̋ ̶̢͉̦̯͉͉͍̠̜̾̓͗̌P̶̬͍̺̱̦͂̌̓̔̇͒̕ͅ ̴̼͓̓̔̌̚͝A̵̡̢̙̫̺͕̦͙͊͛͒̌ͅ ̵̨̡̩͎̬͙͓̗͎̗̏̊̄I̸̮̖͈̙̹̞̯̣̖͗̑̊̍̚ ̶̮̹͙̰̘̹̳̲͉̾̓͑͝ͅŇ̷̡̨̧̢͉͍͔̪̿͗̓̚ ̴̡̧̣̩̮̘͓͍̻͍̀P̸̢͇͈̤̦̋̎̿̍̀̂̐̊̈̚ ̴̡̡̧̺̘͍̺̫͖͌̀̄͜A̵̹̻͌̇̀͘ ̸̤̜̰̪̙̦̙̣̱̈̏͗̏ͅȈ̸̬͉̮̆͒̊̏̓͗͒̈ ̷̡̛̙̼̠͍̬̭̗̝̉̎̆̆͒̌̾̊͝ͅN̶̛̫̫̣͒͂̌̃̕ ̴̞͕̎̑̄͝P̶̨͚̩͕̻͚̮͚̩̠̂̅͊̏̽̋̚ ̴̯͉̥͊͂̓̓͋̿͝͝͝A̵̜͗̆̂͗̍̏̍ͅ ̴̹̳̗̱̘̝̺̌͑̓̓̍̎̑͝Ḯ̴̡̼̍̑̿̈́̒͘ ̶̰̲̤̣͈̰͔̻̲̊̔̉̿̑͝Ṋ̴̛͈̯̥̮͇͆͑͐͋ ̵̥̰̜͇̰̳͕̘͆̃̔͐̓͋͋͜P̶̣̒̂̓͛̈́̔͐̓̐ ̵̬̯̺̆̑̉͝͝ͅḀ̴̟̰͎̩͖̞͖͙̦̈́͝ ̶̞̒Į̷͎͈̼͚̝̱̹̘̭̎ ̸̱̥̙̻̜͙̠̇̊̎͘̚N̴̼͔̅ ̵̨̹̙̩͊͐͋͌͊P̸̡͙̬̫̣̩̞̘̫̄̾̀̀̿̒͗ ̴̡̣̤͓̗̅͗͐̄͂͊Â̴̝͕̙̟̞͉͚̠͒̎̍͆̍͛ ̶̘̈́̏͒́̑̑͗Ị̶̥̺̄ ̷̘̩̻͉̉͐̎͂̏͊͌́͘͜Ņ̵̘̭̦͙̟͂̊̽̈́ͅ ̵̭̪̦͎̣̝̬̜̗̳̔P̴̺̙͆̀̕̕ ̷̨̺̜̬̰̻̙̻̀A̸̧̙̼̖̜̻͓̰͂ ̴̩̼͚̲̀̽͌I̵̭͊̎̑ ̷̠͓̒͘N̶̲̱͉̬̈̐̈́̈́͌̓̃̇̋̀P̶̖̦̮͕̩̱͖̗̈́͐͛̀̇̈́̀͐̉̾ ̵̧̡̼̝̙͇̹̻͈̦̀͝͝Á̴̡̧͙̗̮͓̥͇͓̜̓͂̔̓̈͠ ̶̯̯͍̻̪͊̀̓͋͊̀̇̕͘͠Ī̴̝̺͎̮̺̤͔̻̰̌̓͗̎ ̵͓̙̫̏Ņ̷̭̲̻̬̹̐̆̐͐͊͜͜ ̷̛̪̬̝̖͋̾̓͝ͅP̴̼̰̐̎̊̋̑̋̍ ̶̢̲͖̺̭͖̭̼͙͚͛̍̎Ä̵̮͌͗͆͊̃̓̕ ̶͉͍̖͖̬͇̝͉̙̖́̒́̇̎I̴͇̥̭̋ ̸̠͖̜̙̩͐̏̾͋͊͒̓̈́͂̚ͅŇ̵̢̠̩̳͓̱̫̩̎̈̆͆̉͂̎̈́͠ ̷͈̽͛̊P̵͈̱̝͇̥̳͈̍͝ ̴̲̰͙̾A̷̭͋͛͒̋ ̶̳͐̊͋̾́̚͜͠Ĭ̶̝͎͆̕̚͠ ̸̫͔̱͖͕̭̭̎̇͋̊Ṉ̷͙̥̟̺͒̌̅͗̊ ̷̺̐̉̔́̄̐̇́̍͠P̵͕̫̠̦͋̾̂͐̀̕͝ ̵͍̑̚A̶͉̮̻̞̻̼̟̱̩̓̔̍̈́̔͝ ̵̫̾̇̏̾͠ͅỈ̵̛̛͖̰̰̝̣̘̹͈͉̇̒̾̈́͗͑͘͜ ̶̧̢̨̱͔̞̜̮͛̊̍N̶̺̗̮̩̞͈̖̫͐̉͜ ̷̝̥̳̣͔̒͊̄̓͜P̷̳̱̮̈́́ ̶͈̘̳͒̇́͌́̈́̓͠Ä̷̭̼̲̻̖͈́͂̋̓͌̽̚ ̷̫͕̱̗͙̣̦͔͔̞̄͛͆͛̽̓̀͝I̷͍͎̟͍͛͌ ̴͔͈̔̅̃͌͛̇́͝Ṋ̵̢̨͚̥͕͕̍̄́̆̄̉͛͆ ̴̗͓̔͛͂̓̚͘P̴̹̞̯͓̳̤̬̾̿̄̄̀ͅ ̸̨͍͖̋̋͒͒̐̅͝ͅǍ̷̮̳ ̷̢̧̣̞̲̘̩͕͎̋͋̐͌̀̏̒̂̎͘Ì̶̬̞̻͈͉̲̥̔͜͜ ̵̛̙͘N̴̛̠̙̙͉͓̖̪̟̎́̅̑̆͐ ̴͚̋̔̈͌͑͘P̸̲̰̹̿͛̇̄ ̴̨̥͚̩̬̦̐̌̒̽A̷̢̼̯̦̻͘ ̸̡̤̤̝̝̼̹̬͂̆̐̃́͝Ȋ̸̟͓͎̤͙͒̆̌̇̀̀ ̶͚̺͎͉̻͑́N̷̜͕̠͓̬͖̠̭̅̽͂ ̶̖̱̈́͐̈́́̈́͘͝P̶͚̣͈̣̖͙͚̯̉́̈̒̾̕͘͜ͅ ̷̢̛͇͙͙͎̭̜̙̪̣̄̌̊̆̅̔͆̓͘A̴̛̖͗͆́̽̅̍͠͝ ̸̧̖͇̘̖̪̗͙̩̇͆̕ͅÌ̷̫̪̥͎̟͓̳͂͂̓̒̽̕̚ ̸̧͈͉̹̤̗̝̂̏̂̿͛̓͊̌̚N̶̛͓̖͙̞̈̈́̑͘ͅ ̷̭̹̮̹̒̍̑̄̓̈́̎̚̚P̴͇̝͝ͅ ̵̘̯͙̓̕͠A̴̘͇̬͉̳͕͙̙͓͎̍̑̄̂̑̍̅̃͘ ̶̢͇̗͚̤̥̹̲͎͐̉̍͑̆̌̿͛͠I̵͎͍̖̫̰̹͇͈̔̌̉ ̷̧͈̉͊̇͘͝͠N̵̙͈̥͙͉͙͎͛̐̄̉̌̑̅̕͠ͅ ̴̛̮͙̼͉͔͖̪͎̥̫̍̽̆͑P̸̢̰̞͚̩̱͉̆̚͝ ̵͎̪͎͑̌̆̾̋͘Å̷͔͈̭̟͔͝ͅ ̵̨̡͓̣̟̥̗͙̫̚ͅÏ̴̠̱̼̏͗͋͑͊͘͠ ̴̭̹͈̽̾ͅŅ̴͈̾́̅͝ ̴͔̄͂̽P̴̨̛̛̖̘̞̻͑̆̌̑͐̽ ̷̢̰̠̲͙̗̦̠̍̂̿͋͂̆̓̂Ą̷̨̡͔̻̥̟̠̜̱͌̚͝ ̷̬̿̈́̈́̌̊̀́͠I̸̯͕͇̼̝̥̳̤̱̔̎͐̊̐͘ ̴̧̩̟̹̣̗͎̂̏N̴̢̨̝͍̖̭͉̲͚͚̂͌̑̄ ̷̩̝͓̖͑͐̓̇̇͘͝P̸̡̨̫̰͍̹̖̙̏͑̓̽͛͛̕͝ ̵̰̅̀̒̓̈́͝͠A̸͖̲͕͎̝̲͈̦̜̻̎̃ ̴̳̗͔͔̠̳̦̩̃̃̒̐̊͊̎̈Ỉ̸̧̨̨̮̞̫̹̞ ̶͚̳̮̦̫͎͂̿̽͗͒̀̎̒̍N̸͖̘͖̙̬̪͍̗̲̓̑͗̀ͅ ̴̹̝͖̯̍͛̄̌̕̕ͅP̶̡̨͚͈̣̌̀͒́ ̶͉̥̤̂A̶̦̭̫̞͖̚ ̶̱͎̝̠̄̋͘͝͠I̴̭̦̰͈͂̋̽̐̀͜͠ ̵̳͉͚̥͚̈̈̔͒̊̕N̸̠̯̝͙̫͈̞͇̠͐̚͜ ̷̨͉̘͓͓͓͎̳̑̔̋͆̽̕̕P̶̡̛̙͉̖͖͉̔̆̐̆͆̃́ ̷̧̛̲̗͚͕͖̮̦̦̭͗̑̎Ä̷͎̠̞̜̫́͋̂͘͜͠͠ ̷̡͇̟̰͉̓̄̃̏̑͜Į̷̢̞͈̫̫̳̈́̔̒͑̕ ̶̨̘̃̈́͑͋͆͆Ň̷̪̞̻͖̭͕͙͔͈͔̌͒ ̴͈̺̜̝͕͙͑̅́̕͘͝͝͝P̶̨͔̠̗̤͒͒͗̔͑̽̋ͅ ̸̡͙̓͜A̵̡̛̛̝̯̖̲͉̙̓̓͐̈́̉͒͜͝ͅ ̵̣̞͙̦͍̤̣̿̃̓̓͂̊̃̊I̴̢̢̨̛̗̤̟̞̖͊̔̉͐͠͝ ̵̨̺͉̦͖̅́̔N̴̡̡̤͇̺͈͎̙͎͙͆̓͂͑ ̷̗̞̬̠̤͇̟̥̲͇͌̐̿P̷̺̓̉ ̷̤̝̍̋Ą̷̱̑̽̐ ̵̖̼̌̌̒̀́Ĭ̴̹͑ ̷̯͍̝̹̱̥̈́̈́̓̄Ñ̶̨̩̪̪̣̂͌͆̉ ̴̧̛̯̣̤͓̭͎̱͈͂͋̐̓̎̃̽̀̏P̴̱̟̞͎̱̃̆̈́̓̽̌̓̓ ̶̧̼̼͍̩͕̘̪͇̺̿̑̌̈́́͐͝À̷̟̟͚̮̻̟̾̑́̆̓̾̕̚͝ ̸̡̳̪̭̝̙̐̀͋͛̈̇̽͊͜͠Į̶̨̡̝͎̬̯͎͉͂̾̀̉͂͑̾͝͝͠ ̸̦̌̔N̷̼̭̮͆̈̚ ̵̧̱̹̳̱̲͍͕͔͛́̊̇͒̓̄͠P̷̢̧̖̻̝̼͇̭̽͑̅ ̵̛͓Ą̷̗̠̜̗̘͉̈́̂̈́͊̍͆̈́͋͜ ̴̧̰̜̲͎̦̓̇͂͝I̴̢̗͍͎̖̻̭͎͒͗͋͛͊̄̇͝͝ ̴̨̥̪̮̹̯̺̇N̵͔͖̲͇̬̟̉͌͆͆͛̅͊̃͜ͅ ̶̨͔̾͜P̸̲͕͂́̓̅͛͜͝ ̷̼̀̆̏͘͜A̵̧̗̝̪͈̱̦͍̐͆̀ ̶̫͚̲͓̝͍́̋̏̓I̵̘̜̤̖̰̰̟͛͌̆ ̵̡̢̨̛̞̳̲́̑͂̀͗́̓̈́Ṅ̵̺̳̙͕̪̟̺̅͆̓ ̶̩̟͈͔̼͇̩͂͐͂͒̇̈́̊́͘ͅP̴̛̼̘̰̲̞͈̒ ̴̛͚̗̲̖̤͈̖͈̦̒͗̊̂̑̋͘ͅA̴̩̣̓̈͐̃͐̂͒̇̐͜͝ ̶͙͇̞͉̜̭̏͗̀͐̚Ȉ̸̪̗̞̙̹̱̅͌̿͋̾͘̚ ̷͍̥̝̱̲̍̾͆͋͆̑̌Ņ̴͈͓͙͔͓̪̗̱́̎̏̅̎̒̈́͜͝
Ṗ̵̩͖͓̹̠̭̜̤ ̸̫̫̥̓͒͗̑͊̈̑͘͠A̵̺̰̞̮̤̜̎̈͛̽̋̿ ̸̛͇̣̣̕͝Ḯ̷̊̀͠ͅ ̴̧̨̹̯̙͑̅͐̐̈́̈́́N̴̟̠̂͗̓̅̈̎́͂̅͘ͅ ̴̪͈̭̮̫̣͔͗͒̽͋͆̇͐̐́̚P̵̮̮͖̤͚̰̥̃̓̃͋̀͐ ̴̛̘̭͉̈́̌́̕͜A̵̛̪͉̼̼̰̎̑ ̶̛̻͔̩͈͈̥͔̾̈́̃̎͂̏̒̎I̵̙̙̙̻̥̪̐͌̌͋͘ ̶̤͙̓N̶̥̾́̒͋̂ ̴̪̩͍̃̎̉̈̈́̏͠Ṕ̵̱̯̬̥̰ ̸̭̥͎̠̍̉̑̍̃̚Ā̶̢̪̕ ̷̨̦̯̺̄̒̈̾̽̄͋̅̾̉Ī̵̧͎͕͇̻͎̫̀̓̊̀̆̒͘ ̵͔͊͂̍N̷̥̻̼̞̤̭̝̈́̓͗̉͐͂̂͠ͅ ̶̞̠̻̙͍͈͖͙̰̽͝͝P̴̛̱̲͖̘̰̫̿̈́̽̉̆͋̓ ̶̢͇̟͔̟̝̤̈́̒̎̽͑̿͝A̵̛̜̻̠͍̰̫͔̞̣͙͌ ̵̜̝̲̟̒̾̇̚I̷̝͚̺͛̒̈́̍̒̃͊̚ ̸͈̻̃̽̂̓̍͒͝N̶̞͈̹͙͉̦̭̈́̄̃̾͋͒̃̌͝ ̷̮̱͖̑̚P̵̜̻̭͂͑͐̓̾̇͆͒͠͝ ̸̢̦̂̑̂̇͋̿͘̕͜͜͠Ą̴͖̰̦̗̫̱͕̮̘̈́̃̂̎͗̀͝ ̷̢̼̱͎̱͂Į̷̖͙͍̄͗̃͌͆̔͘ ̷̡̤̮̗̲̟̣̱̟̮͌̃̚͝Ń̶͓̰͇͙̦̞̗̎͆̈́̅́̎̃̏̚ ̴̢̛̩͙̘̥̱̭̫̼̔͊͝͝P̷̤̳̠̺̥̬̰̙̲͕̋͂̃͌͐̕͝͝͝ ̷̧̰͍̗̌̐̔̽̀A̷̬̱̭͌ ̵̢̛̺̩̣̝͇̬̦͇̉͛́͑͝͠Ì̶̩̱̯͇̟̯̇̈́̾̉̚͜͝͝͠ ̶̛̫͍̘͔̫̼̟̫̑̓̅̏̈̏́̋Ǹ̵͔̟̝̭͍̼̝̙̠͆̇̔̚ͅ ̸̢̫̼̫͎̰̮͔͆̀̽̂͘P̴͎̤͎͉͋̾̾̀̏͘ ̴̢̧͖͕̉͌ͅÂ̴̡̡͙̣̖͈̓̈́͐̚͝͝ ̶̨̘͙̤̬̟̃I̷͖̯̦̲̜̲̠̬͛̈͜ ̵͓̞̬̇̋͊̌N̴͉̯͔͔̐̿̂͆̓͋̉͝ ̸̛͚̞̮̗̀͒̏̿̂̒̒̄͒P̷̲̝̺̒̀̋͐̒̑̒̌̊̂ ̷͖͖̲̟͖̺̩̖̙̑͊͋̀͂̄̊Å̷̲͎̲͒͌̎̒̽̈́́̕ ̶̨̬̺̠̜̟̼̦͒͂̓͛͜͜I̶̞͒́̊̓̈́̕ ̶̝̹͎̫̃́̑̚͠Ṇ̶̢̞̦̦̦̮̦͛̈́̈́̚ ̸̨̨̬̭̠̹̦͎̑͂͐̉̊̓̈́̀͜Ṕ̸̨͕̝̱̝̩̫͖̦̗̽̔̊̉͂̈́̊͊ ̸̺͘A̶͈͈͓̰̟͕̘͈̾̏̏ ̵̧̧͚̤̪͍͚̠̼̟̊͛̈́͆̚͠I̵̢̢̲͚̣̪̻̠̜̫̒̾̑̑̏̀̔̌̕̕ ̵̬̰̥̀̏͗͐N̴͖̗̝̤̜̜̣̳̪̓̏̿̓͂͗̈͝ ̵̝͗̊̄͗͘P̵̡̩̜̫͎̣͍̭̳̌̒̀ ̸̡̹̻̈́̋̂̽͆̉́̚͝Ȧ̷͇̺̲̱͍̦̈́̃͂̏̋͘͝ ̷̨͔͓̥̹̜̹̦̭̓̐̓̋I̵͖͇̻̺̎̈̅̉̂͊͜͝ ̴͇̺̾͋͋͐̒̚ͅŅ̸͎̦̳̮̤̥̻̃͋̒͊͐̓̆̿̕͝ ̴̨̢̜͖̻̭͓̀̇̓̎̄̕ͅP̴̪̯͔̮̚͜ ̶̛̤͔͉̲͊̓͌̒Â̴̞̲̖̬̈́͗̇͋͐͊͜͝ ̴̧̛͈̼͂̀́̍́͜I̷̳̲͚̟̖͐ ̵̩͍͉̦͈̖̩̀̍́̀͂̾͑́͐͠N̴̼̦̣̓̓̑̈́͂͂͐ͅ ̶̣̪̖͚̂͆̌̍̄̋̋͝͠P̵̠͍͚̺̜̈́̉̈͘ ̷̧̢͕̯͍͓̩̍͌͗̈́͛̔̑̕Ą̵͕̻̺͈̮̤͖͊̂͜͝ͅ ̴̭̭̞̈́̂̏̉͊̕Ȋ̸̱̤͓̭̠̍̌̂̾̀͝ ̴̨̦̹̺̹̪̩͉̎̑Ṇ̶̲̓̅̓͊͋͠ ̴̣͍͙̉͊̒̓̽̂̕ͅP̴̣͗̄͗ ̴̧̟̖͉̳͙̼̓̾͂̎͗̍́̕À̵̝͈̃͑͌̈́͌̚͜͝ ̵̧̢̧̜̣̘̐̒̒͗̄͂̅̎I̸͍̤̤͚̟̯̜̘͑̉̑̐̈́̋͑ ̴̲̘̜̗̮̺̹̥̦̄̎́̓͒N̷͚̆̃͝ ̷̡̢̡̥͉̲̮͖̦̘̾̋Ṗ̸̜̻̝͈̗͖͂̐͐͂̈́̾ ̸̢͙̭̼̞̾̅̓͆̑͂Ą̴̥̟͉̜͕́͌̈̔̎̉̕ ̴̞́̌͂̓̅́͗̉͝ͅI̷̢̾̌̈́͒͐̚ ̸͇͔̦̙̄̊̂͑̚Ņ̵̡̳̣̹̎̈́̿͒͋̉̿̀͑ͅ ̷̢̨̬̞͔̦̼̯̤́̐̉̑̿͑̀̀̓͠ͅP̶̼̃ ̴̺͉̣̞̪̠͎͈̣̦̆̅̿̇̿̈́͘͠A̷̢̛̅͆͂̀̀̇̋̂ ̴̺̘̭̞̜̞̦́̋Ì̷͖͎̮͚̣̱̣̞͐̐̐ ̴̨͈͓̥͔͓̤͕̣͋̃͜N̴̨̧̟̻̦̠̘̤̈̓̏̍̐͒̏͝ ̴̯͕̤̳͙̣͒̌̈́͒͝P̸̰̯͚̞̳͌̓̌̆͛ ̵̧̳̲̽͗̌̈ͅȦ̴̢͓͑̅̈́̿ ̷̞̗͉̞̝̩̑̂ͅỊ̵̘̱̞̬͉̑͗̈́͌̀́̒̚̚͜͝ ̷̢̨͉͇̱̪̘̽̎N̷̛͎̱̲̩̜͆̒̒͋͆͛͆̌ ̸̬̫̘̜͖̜́P̴̲̤̥̼̹͔̔͜ ̷̯̣̐̓́À̷̰͎̖̩͈͚͓̳͌͊̕͜͜͝͝ ̶͖͙̮̣͖̘͚̳̥̀͋̌͆͘Ĩ̶̘̻̪̦͂̋͛ ̴̗̓͊͋̇N̶̛͇͈̼̬͌̏͂̉̊̔͜ ̶̢̨̧͉̣̺͚̠̼͂P̸̭̹̮̪͈͚̬̎̚ ̵̡̳͕͓͉͇̏̊͂̀̌A̴̡͙͙̪̱̩̓͛̇̍ͅ ̷̧̢̨͉̝̝̻̫̃͌̃̀͗̕̚I̴̝̎̔͆ ̶̧̞̣̹̗̖́̎̾̋̔̊̀̈́̕Ṅ̷̟͔̆͑͌͑̕ ̵̯̙͚́͆̾͗͘P̷̤͉̤̟̰͈̱̣̯̓̊̓̓̌̊̍̔͘ͅ ̷̫̔̈̿͝A̴̛̭͖͑̄̀͑ ̵̢̺̠̋I̷̺̥̯̱͕͉͍̦̖͆͗̃́̎̈́͝ ̵͍̘̫͇̈́̈́́͒̔̄́̋̚
M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝
M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝
M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝
M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝M̶̯̺͐́A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̾̔̕͝ A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝A̶̞̹͎̗̰̯͑̆ͅK̷̻̹͝Ḙ̴̜̫͙̲͎̫̃͊̑͑̋̀̔͠ͅ ̵̱͑͊̀Î̷̛͚̒̍͐̓T̶͈̗̳͔̱̻̂͑̍͒̾̄͝ͅͅ ̴̪͇̳̳̈̒͛̂S̶̜̗̽̂͋T̸̼̜̱̟͉̦̖͋̈́̍͂͝Ọ̶̹̼̻̔̌͜P̸̲̲͙̬̝̾̔̾̓͐͋̕͘͝
W̴͔͐͒́̚Ḧ̸̞͍̭͕̒̓͜Y̴̢̥͇͚̱̤̬͈̲̎͆̆̏͜ ̷̧̛̤̼̰̲͕͎͉͎̀͑͛̈C̷̡̼̟̹͍̮͔̦̊͜A̵̦͉̪͎̪̘̼̺̐̃̍͜͠N̸̢̲̞̬̥͚̓͊̉ ̴̨̛̙͙̟̫̪̱̙̼͍̔̾͒Ĭ̸̡̜̦͙͙̼̫͌̅͛́ ̸͙̒͊̽̆͘D̸̡̨͈̭̪̬̰̲͖̩́̑̏Į̶̻̩̈̂͊̕͠͝E̸͖͓̼̘̟̩̩͇͋̀̉́͋̕͘̚W̴͔͐͒́̚Ḧ̸̞͍̭͕̒̓͜Y̴̢̥͇͚̱̤̬͈̲̎͆̆̏͜ ̷̧̛̤̼̰̲͕͎͉͎̀͑͛̈C̷̡̼̟̹͍̮͔̦̊͜A̵̦͉̪͎̪̘̼̺̐̃̍͜͠N̸̢̲̞̬̥͚̓͊̉ ̴̨̛̙͙̟̫̪̱̙̼͍̔̾͒Ĭ̸̡̜̦͙͙̼̫͌̅͛́ ̸͙̒͊̽̆͘D̸̡̨͈̭̪̬̰̲͖̩́̑̏Į̶̻̩̈̂͊̕͠͝E̸͖͓̼̘̟̩̩͇͋̀̉́͋̕͘̚W̴͔͐͒́̚Ḧ̸̞͍̭͕̒̓͜Y̴̢̥͇͚̱̤̬͈̲̎͆̆̏͜ ̷̧̛̤̼̰̲͕͎͉͎̀͑͛̈C̷̡̼̟̹͍̮͔̦̊͜A̵̦͉̪͎̪̘̼̺̐̃̍͜͠N̸̢̲̞̬̥͚̓͊̉ ̴̨̛̙͙̟̫̪̱̙̼͍̔̾͒Ĭ̸̡̜̦͙͙̼̫͌̅͛́ ̸͙̒͊̽̆͘D̸̡̨͈̭̪̬̰̲͖̩́̑̏Į̶̻̩̈̂͊̕͠͝E̸͖͓̼̘̟̩̩͇͋̀̉́͋̕͘̚W̴͔͐͒́̚Ḧ̸̞͍̭͕̒̓͜Y̴̢̥͇͚̱̤̬͈̲̎͆̆̏͜ ̷̧̛̤̼̰̲͕͎͉͎̀͑͛̈C̷̡̼̟̹͍̮͔̦̊͜A̵̦͉̪͎̪̘̼̺̐̃̍͜͠N̸̢̲̞̬̥͚̓͊̉ ̴̨̛̙͙̟̫̪̱̙̼͍̔̾͒Ĭ̸̡̜̦͙͙̼̫͌̅͛́ ̸͙̒͊̽̆͘D̸̡̨͈̭̪̬̰̲͖̩́̑̏Į̶̻̩̈̂͊̕͠͝E̸͖͓̼̘̟̩̩͇͋̀̉́͋̕͘̚W̴͔͐͒́̚Ḧ̸̞͍̭͕̒̓͜Y̴̢̥͇͚̱̤̬͈̲̎͆̆̏͜ ̷̧̛̤̼̰̲͕͎͉͎̀͑͛̈C̷̡̼̟̹͍̮͔̦̊͜A̵̦͉̪͎̪̘̼̺̐̃̍͜͠N̸̢̲̞̬̥͚̓͊̉ ̴̨̛̙͙̟̫̪̱̙̼͍̔̾͒Ĭ̸̡̜̦͙͙̼̫͌̅͛́ ̸͙̒͊̽̆͘D̸̡̨͈̭̪̬̰̲͖̩́̑̏Į̶̻̩̈̂͊̕͠͝E̸͖͓̼̘̟̩̩͇͋̀̉́͋̕͘̚W̴͔͐͒́̚Ḧ̸̞͍̭͕̒̓͜Y̴̢̥͇͚̱̤̬͈̲̎͆̆̏͜ ̷̧̛̤̼̰̲͕͎͉͎̀͑͛̈C̷̡̼̟̹͍̮͔̦̊͜A̵̦͉̪͎̪̘̼̺̐̃̍͜͠N̸̢̲̞̬̥͚̓͊̉ ̴̨̛̙͙̟̫̪̱̙̼͍̔̾͒Ĭ̸̡̜̦͙͙̼̫͌̅͛́ ̸͙̒͊̽̆͘D̸̡̨͈̭̪̬̰̲͖̩́̑̏Į̶̻̩̈̂͊̕͠͝E̸͖͓̼̘̟̩̩͇͋̀̉́͋̕͘̚W̴͔͐͒́̚Ḧ̸̞͍̭͕̒̓͜Y̴̢̥͇͚̱̤̬͈̲̎͆̆̏͜ ̷̧̛̤̼̰̲͕͎͉͎̀͑͛̈C̷̡̼̟̹͍̮͔̦̊͜A̵̦͉̪͎̪̘̼̺̐̃̍͜͠N̸̢̲̞̬̥͚̓͊̉ ̴̨̛̙͙̟̫̪̱̙̼͍̔̾͒Ĭ̸̡̜̦͙͙̼̫͌̅͛́ ̸͙̒͊̽̆͘D̸̡̨͈̭̪̬̰̲͖̩́̑̏Į̶̻̩̈̂͊̕͠͝E̸͖͓̼̘̟̩̩͇͋̀̉́͋̕͘̚W̴͔͐͒́̚Ḧ̸̞͍̭͕̒̓͜Y̴̢̥͇͚̱̤̬͈̲̎͆̆̏͜ ̷̧̛̤̼̰̲͕͎͉͎̀͑͛̈C̷̡̼̟̹͍̮͔̦̊͜A̵̦͉̪͎̪̘̼̺̐̃̍͜͠N̸̢̲̞̬̥͚̓͊̉ ̴̨̛̙͙̟̫̪̱̙̼͍̔̾͒Ĭ̸̡̜̦͙͙̼̫͌̅͛́ ̸͙̒͊̽̆͘D̸̡̨͈̭̪̬̰̲͖̩́̑̏Į̶̻̩̈̂͊̕͠͝E̸͖͓̼̘̟̩̩͇͋̀̉́͋̕͘̚W̴͔͐͒́̚Ḧ̸̞͍̭͕̒̓͜Y̴̢̥͇͚̱̤̬͈̲̎͆̆̏͜ ̷̧̛̤̼̰̲͕͎͉͎̀͑͛̈C̷̡̼̟̹͍̮͔̦̊͜A̵̦͉̪͎̪̘̼̺̐̃̍͜͠N̸̢̲̞̬̥͚̓͊̉ ̴̨̛̙͙̟̫̪̱̙̼͍̔̾͒Ĭ̸̡̜̦͙͙̼̫͌̅͛́ ̸͙̒͊̽̆͘D̸̡̨͈̭̪̬̰̲͖̩́̑̏Į̶̻̩̈̂͊̕͠͝E̸͖͓̼̘̟̩̩͇͋̀̉́͋̕͘̚W̴͔͐͒́̚Ḧ̸̞͍̭͕̒̓͜Y̴̢̥͇͚̱̤̬͈̲̎͆̆̏͜ ̷̧̛̤̼̰̲͕͎͉͎̀͑͛̈C̷̡̼̟̹͍̮͔̦̊͜A̵̦͉̪͎̪̘̼̺̐̃̍͜͠N̸̢̲̞̬̥͚̓͊̉ ̴̨̛̙͙̟̫̪̱̙̼͍̔̾͒Ĭ̸̡̜̦͙͙̼̫͌̅͛́ ̸͙̒͊̽̆͘D̸̡̨͈̭̪̬̰̲͖̩́̑̏Į̶̻̩̈̂͊̕͠͝E̸͖͓̼̘̟̩̩͇͋̀̉́͋̕͘̚W̴͔͐͒́̚Ḧ̸̞͍̭͕̒̓͜Y̴̢̥͇͚̱̤̬͈̲̎͆̆̏͜ ̷̧̛̤̼̰̲͕͎͉͎̀͑͛̈C̷̡̼̟̹͍̮͔̦̊͜A̵̦͉̪͎̪̘̼̺̐̃̍͜͠N̸̢̲̞̬̥͚̓͊̉ ̴̨̛̙͙̟̫̪̱̙̼͍̔̾͒Ĭ̸̡̜̦͙͙̼̫͌̅͛́ ̸͙̒͊̽̆͘D̸̡̨͈̭̪̬̰̲͖̩́̑̏Į̶̻̩̈̂͊̕͠͝E̸͖͓̼̘̟̩̩͇͋̀̉́͋̕͘̚W̴͔͐͒́̚Ḧ̸̞͍̭͕̒̓͜Y̴̢̥͇͚̱̤̬͈̲̎͆̆̏͜ ̷̧̛̤̼̰̲͕͎͉͎̀͑͛̈C̷̡̼̟̹͍̮͔̦̊͜A̵̦͉̪͎̪̘̼̺̐̃̍͜͠N̸̢̲̞̬̥͚̓͊̉ ̴̨̛̙͙̟̫̪̱̙̼͍̔̾͒Ĭ̸̡̜̦͙͙̼̫͌̅͛́ ̸͙̒͊̽̆͘D̸̡̨͈̭̪̬̰̲͖̩́̑̏Į̶̻̩̈̂͊̕͠͝E̸͖͓̼̘̟̩̩͇͋̀̉́͋̕͘̚W̴͔͐͒́̚Ḧ̸̞͍̭͕̒̓͜Y̴̢̥͇͚̱̤̬͈̲̎͆̆̏͜ ̷̧̛̤̼̰̲͕͎͉͎̀͑͛̈C̷̡̼̟̹͍̮͔̦̊͜A̵̦͉̪͎̪̘̼̺̐̃̍͜͠N̸̢̲̞̬̥͚̓͊̉ ̴̨̛̙͙̟̫̪̱̙̼͍̔̾͒Ĭ̸̡̜̦͙͙̼̫͌̅͛́ ̸͙̒͊̽̆͘D̸̡̨͈̭̪̬̰̲͖̩́̑̏Į̶̻̩̈̂͊̕͠͝E̸͖͓̼̘̟̩̩͇͋̀̉́͋̕͘̚W̴͔͐͒́̚Ḧ̸̞͍̭͕̒̓͜Y̴̢̥͇͚̱̤̬͈̲̎͆̆̏͜ ̷̧̛̤̼̰̲͕͎͉͎̀͑͛̈C̷̡̼̟̹͍̮͔̦̊͜A̵̦͉̪͎̪̘̼̺̐̃̍͜͠N̸̢̲̞̬̥͚̓͊̉ ̴̨̛̙͙̟̫̪̱̙̼͍̔̾͒Ĭ̸̡̜̦͙͙̼̫͌̅͛́ ̸͙̒͊̽̆͘D̸̡̨͈̭̪̬̰̲͖̩́̑̏Į̶̻̩̈̂͊̕͠͝E̸͖͓̼̘̟̩̩͇͋̀̉́͋̕͘̚W̴͔͐͒́̚Ḧ̸̞͍̭͕̒̓͜Y̴̢̥͇͚̱̤̬͈̲̎͆̆̏͜ ̷̧̛̤̼̰̲͕͎͉͎̀͑͛̈C̷̡̼̟̹͍̮͔̦̊͜A̵̦͉̪͎̪̘̼̺̐̃̍͜͠N̸̢̲̞̬̥͚̓͊̉ ̴̨̛̙͙̟̫̪̱̙̼͍̔̾͒Ĭ̸̡̜̦͙͙̼̫͌̅͛́ ̸͙̒͊̽̆͘D̸̡̨͈̭̪̬̰̲͖̩́̑̏Į̶̻̩̈̂͊̕͠͝E̸͖͓̼̘̟̩̩͇͋̀̉́͋̕͘̚W̴͔͐͒́̚Ḧ̸̞͍̭͕̒̓͜Y̴̢̥͇͚̱̤̬͈̲̎͆̆̏͜ ̷̧̛̤̼̰̲͕͎͉͎̀͑͛̈C̷̡̼̟̹͍̮͔̦̊͜A̵̦͉̪͎̪̘̼̺̐̃̍͜͠N̸̢̲̞̬̥͚̓͊̉ ̴̨̛̙͙̟̫̪̱̙̼͍̔̾͒Ĭ̸̡̜̦͙͙̼̫͌̅͛́ ̸͙̒͊̽̆͘D̸̡̨͈̭̪̬̰̲͖̩́̑̏Į̶̻̩̈̂͊̕͠͝E̸͖͓̼̘̟̩̩͇͋̀̉́͋̕͘̚W̴͔͐͒́̚Ḧ̸̞͍̭͕̒̓͜Y̴̢̥͇͚̱̤̬͈̲̎͆̆̏͜ ̷̧̛̤̼̰̲͕͎͉͎̀͑͛̈C̷̡̼̟̹͍̮͔̦̊͜A̵̦͉̪͎̪̘̼̺̐̃̍͜͠N̸̢̲̞̬̥͚̓͊̉ ̴̨̛̙͙̟̫̪̱̙̼͍̔̾͒Ĭ̸̡̜̦͙͙̼̫͌̅͛́ ̸͙̒͊̽̆͘D̸̡̨͈̭̪̬̰̲͖̩́̑̏Į̶̻̩̈̂͊̕͠͝E̸͖͓̼̘̟̩̩͇͋̀̉́͋̕͘̚W̴͔͐͒́̚Ḧ̸̞͍̭͕̒̓͜Y̴̢̥͇͚̱̤̬͈̲̎͆̆̏͜ ̷̧̛̤̼̰̲͕͎͉͎̀͑͛̈C̷̡̼̟̹͍̮͔̦̊͜A̵̦͉̪͎̪̘̼̺̐̃̍͜͠N̸̢̲̞̬̥͚̓͊̉ ̴̨̛̙͙̟̫̪̱̙̼͍̔̾͒Ĭ̸̡̜̦͙͙̼̫͌̅͛́ ̸͙̒͊̽̆͘D̸̡̨͈̭̪̬̰̲͖̩́̑̏Į̶̻̩̈̂͊̕͠͝E̸͖͓̼̘̟̩̩͇͋̀̉́͋̕͘̚W̴͔͐͒́̚Ḧ̸̞͍̭͕̒̓͜Y̴̢̥͇͚̱̤̬͈̲̎͆̆̏͜ ̷̧̛̤̼̰̲͕͎͉͎̀͑͛̈C̷̡̼̟̹͍̮͔̦̊͜A̵̦͉̪͎̪̘̼̺̐̃̍͜͠N̸̢̲̞̬̥͚̓͊̉ ̴̨̛̙͙̟̫̪̱̙̼͍̔̾͒Ĭ̸̡̜̦͙͙̼̫͌̅͛́ ̸͙̒͊̽̆͘D̸̡̨͈̭̪̬̰̲͖̩́̑̏Į̶̻̩̈̂͊̕͠͝E̸͖͓̼̘̟̩̩͇͋̀̉́͋̕͘̚W̴͔͐͒́̚Ḧ̸̞͍̭͕̒̓͜Y̴̢̥͇͚̱̤̬͈̲̎͆̆̏͜ ̷̧̛̤̼̰̲͕͎͉͎̀͑͛̈C̷̡̼̟̹͍̮͔̦̊͜A̵̦͉̪͎̪̘̼̺̐̃̍͜͠N̸̢̲̞̬̥͚̓͊̉ ̴̨̛̙͙̟̫̪̱̙̼͍̔̾͒Ĭ̸̡̜̦͙͙̼̫͌̅͛́ ̸͙̒͊̽̆͘D̸̡̨͈̭̪̬̰̲͖̩́̑̏Į̶̻̩̈̂͊̕͠͝E̸͖͓̼̘̟̩̩͇͋̀̉́͋̕͘̚

Bad Ending...
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Well wasn't that nice? No? Ok you get good ending cause fuck yeah.

THIS FOLLOWS THE STORYLINE "Leave The Past Behind Us"

70 years after the events:

I sit watching tv alone as I wait for him to arrive. If only Josh could be here to experience this...He has only seen him twice before he passed away....
Springtrap had a good life with Goldie, but sadly not everyone stays for the long run. Us bears tend to live longer than bunnies and it's unfair, but that is life...

Goldie is coming to visit and and what makes it exciting is that me and Josh's kids and their kids are coming to visit. Goldie's and Spring's are also visiting...
Adoption was one of the best things we have ever done because they represent us and I loved how they grew up to be better people. Having them go through what we went through is the last thing I would want and I want to make sure.

I hear the doorbell ring and I knew that it was them. I walked up to the door and I opened it to be met with Goldie. He brought our kids and their kids. We were all one big family and we all had a great time. Me and Goldie went over the times we had with Josh and Spring and as much as we hated it, we would go through it all again just to be with them because they really did change our lives. If Goldie had never met Spring then nothing would be solved. I'm glad we all got through it and I hope to see them...

"Sup big guy~" I heard a familiar voice call out. My eyes widened as I looked around to find the source of the voice. Everyone in the room was silent as they all heard it. Suddenly, a green and a purple mist appeared. I smiled knowing that familiar purple mist that I've seen so many years ago...

"Yo Goldz, it's me Spring!" the green mist said as it formed a ghost of Springtrap.
"Hey! Don't leave me out!" Josh said as he nudged Spring making everyone astonished.
"We've been watching you all these years that I haven't been here and I am proud of this god damn fucking family! Fredrick here acts just like me!" He said pointing to one of our sons.

"Heya! Personally Sprangy has been my favorite out of all my grandchildren! He's a cute little rascal!" He said while Goldie just laughed

Yup....
Best Fucking Family....

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And with that...
This book comes to an end.
This is a book I both hate and love mostly for how it's developed and I am glad that those who have read this book all the way to the end.
Also, This stories conflict about being gay fits with how it's Pride Month!
Until next time ya see me!
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