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 ==== Beautiful Poem ====
+I am a beautiful poem\\
+A flower blooming within meanings, imagery, and memetic essence\\
+O people of the arcadia\\
+Sing in harmony with me beneath the light of the moon\\
+I have hidden myself within a poem\\
+If you should call my name\\
+I shall pass through words and melodies\\
+Across the tip of your tongue and into your dreams\\
+I have woven the game into a poem\\
+Recite my verses or sing them to the lyre\\
+Offer your heart and your wishes\\
+Too this Mask\\
+Then join me in crafting words into a vessel\\
+And sail toward the far shore of the night sky
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 ==== Apples! Apples! ====
+Ladies and gentlemen, and to the security officers here to apprehend me, I regret to inform you that I have played a little word game with you all. I have stolen the personal pronouns from your minds and replaced them with my favorite fruits. Unlike that chaos in Ternary City, this trick is more elegant and far more entertaining. It is quite simple:\\
+"Apple" = "You"\\
+"Watermelon" = "I"\\
+Looking at the colleagues before you who have turned into "Apples," I'm sure "Apple" are beginning to understand the rules of "Watermelons." Truth be told, I was standing right in front of "Apple" just now, but in the eyes of "Apple," I'm just another "Apple" too. Oh well, what can I say? "Watermelon" am a big of a riddler after all. Oh, and one more thing: Do not eat any fruit until the Phantasmoon Games are over.
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+==== Bedtime Story ====
+You retrace the footsteps of days gone by, wandering through a forgotten world.\\
+But alas, the memories of the arcadia are but blurry verses, devoid of any worth.\\
+The moon recites a bedtime story without a hero, lulling you to sleep. You close your eyes and catch the stray whispers while drifting away.\\
+In an age immemorial, Aha planted flowers within a desolate world.\\
+Eight Mourning Actors gathered beneath an ancient tree to tell their strange tales.\\
+An ancient game was devised, and people donned masks to dance.\\
+The demon lord from beyond set the earth ablaze, while Graphia led the people into the canvas.\\
+Then, countless echoes of laughter were buried within the canvas, until a power from beyond the sky tore it asunder.\\
+The ancient story ends there. And then, here is your today.