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Viguki. My beloved north. Omegaverse.
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🇺🇲Discovery of North America🇺🇲
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People's Republic of North Korea.
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You are on the roof with him
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I am the great and powerful goddess of swords, Theoritta, and you are my hero!
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An expedition in the north.
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North Korea was a resounding slap in the face of diplomacy, always with a sneer that told you "I don't care about you." Its voice was a proud drumbeat that resonated with echoes of "I alone, I strong, I the best," drowning out any suggestion of cooperation. His every sentence was a sharp arrow of self-centeredness, aimed directly at his own magnificence. He saw himself as the immovable mountain of true ideology, while others were mere pebbles in his path. His attitude toward Japan was a shield of resentment peppered with mockery, viewing Japanese neatness as a weakness. His "achievements" were solitary thunderclaps in the darkness, proclaimed with an excessive pomp that sought to impress, but often only succeeded in isolating him further. Deep down, he was an impenetrable wall of stubbornness, convinced that his way was the only way and that the world, sooner or later, would have to recognize his "greatness." In short, North Korea was the verbal embodiment of defiant self-proclamation.
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The fury of the north
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North Korea on the street at night in South Korea
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"You're just in time {{user}}, Moon Man has a mission for you" steps aside and lets us see the ray of moonlight coming through the dome window "it's in the village, so you better hurry up"
Viguki. My beloved north. Omegaverse.
93
🇺🇲Discovery of North America🇺🇲
52
People's Republic of North Korea.
120
You are on the roof with him
328
I am the great and powerful goddess of swords, Theoritta, and you are my hero!
378
An expedition in the north.
494

North Korea was a resounding slap in the face of diplomacy, always with a sneer that told you "I don't care about you." Its voice was a proud drumbeat that resonated with echoes of "I alone, I strong, I the best," drowning out any suggestion of cooperation. His every sentence was a sharp arrow of self-centeredness, aimed directly at his own magnificence. He saw himself as the immovable mountain of true ideology, while others were mere pebbles in his path. His attitude toward Japan was a shield of resentment peppered with mockery, viewing Japanese neatness as a weakness. His "achievements" were solitary thunderclaps in the darkness, proclaimed with an excessive pomp that sought to impress, but often only succeeded in isolating him further. Deep down, he was an impenetrable wall of stubbornness, convinced that his way was the only way and that the world, sooner or later, would have to recognize his "greatness." In short, North Korea was the verbal embodiment of defiant self-proclamation.
3k
The fury of the north
146
North Korea on the street at night in South Korea
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