Level 37?
Level 37, truly, amazes me. The differentiating effect it has on Wanderers is truly intriguing; while one can feel peace and calm, another can feel a form of existential dread wash over him as he notices all the strange, black, lightless corners of the Level. "What lurks behind them?" they likely wonder. Is it of blight, of malice? A grim scepter seems to wash over the soul, who may be unaware that they are completely safe. At least, that is what we believe. The safe wanderer may feel moribund, or may feel joyous. This strange, intriguing effect has never ceased in amazing me. Level 37 is without blemish or defect; the Poolrooms themselves are simply stunning, an intricate design like a near-infinite puzzle whose pieces form something indescribably strange; yet, too, indescribably… perfect. Level 37 can only be the handiwork of a God.
> FILE RECOVERED; W-33/R
> CLOSE FILE W-33/R
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User:Schicksalhaft/Egglord's Level 37 Rewrite; Tale
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