Octo #347

Murk sloshed quietly in the depths. He watched, unseen, as the Cyctopi patrolled the perimeter of their gleaming metropolis. Little did they know, he had already infiltrated their network, picking apart their security codes with a surgeon's precision. With each passing day, their defenses weakened, and his purpose grew clearer—strike from within, cripple their technology, let chaos reign. Tonight, the water would run darker; he'd see to that. Wraith's plan? Just another step closer to fruition, another thread in his web.

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OCTOPUS BOYZ

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