Oedipus

Oh dear gods, reach down and place a fortification structure over my destiny.Man replies, "With great triumph, comes great tragedy".I was saved by the one whose blood now must be shed.Oh, Great Mighty One,  spare me my long written prophecy!I must now take these points and darken my world partially. 

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Our world

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