Win
As he takes the final step his heart pounds his ribs ache this is his one way ticket to glory through greed the feeling so rotten it infects his very inside a corpse that's long decayed yet still greedily breathes fore more was it worth it? was winning worth it? As greedily moves forth, morals fall behind a never ending chase between virtue and sin doing what he can to reach higher than the sky as time falls behind his hungry soul perishes regret flourish, shaking his very core his last breath taken with absolute despair
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