DSMP

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The DSMP has always been a place of
‘War and Misery,’ or you’ve been told…

It was very quiet in the DSMP this late night. The wind was soft, however it was enough to send small shivers down your spine. The only light source were the pale-yellow lamps that flickering occasionally.

The only person you could see outside right now was Nikki. She was harvesting some flowers in a nearby overgrown field - one that doesn’t look like it’s been touched in years.