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1.)  Download game files, all 30 of them (200mb parts!)

2.) Extract all 30 parts

3.) Extract all 59 parts that came out of 30-part file



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The Easiest English Assignment, Like, Ever

A poem, forced to be written, with words from the soul?

With no doubt, oxymoronic, only serving to emphasise a hole.

There’s no result but imitation and no result but rehashing.

Unforunately, I’d like to write this better, but the result’s obviously not dashing.

Who am I? A persona, no less, no more.

I am the voice that you choose to ignore.

I am inspired.

I am a thinker.

I am a tinkerer.

I am a dreamer.

I am forced.

Eye, eye, eye,” it’s all you hear from this, isn’t it?

Is this still really a poem?

But I digress. Wait, how can I digress with no point?

Who are you?

What are you?

I know where I come from. But do you?

I know what I am. But do you?

I am a scientist.

I am an artist.

I am a writer.

I am a designer.

–But what are you?

I am a plotter.

I am a chef.

I am a reader.

I am a sleeper.

–But what are you?

I’m alive.

–But are you?


My name is Daniel Hawking.

There are three fractions that make up this persona.

One of which is sealed closed via the physical realm of the world. One of which is unlocked via the medium known as the Internet. One of which is standing tall, watching over the wondrous horizon in front of him.

Of the first, this is the one most who have met me see, the one shunned, the one unappreciated, the one treated as entertainment instead of a colleague, the one shunted off to the side.

Of the second, only a select few have been able to meet. Coherency and truthful thoughts are the hallmarks of those knowing this fraction, as are trust and belief. Most of the dearest friends know of this section.

Of the third...? Revival of the finest order, as the phoenix of a prince rises from his own ashes. The adventurer, a traveler.

Regardless of fates, this is who I am now.

Daniel Hawking. Prince of Aralonia.

One of many.

A representative of Aralonia.

Together, the collective mindset of a nation.

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