*A Pair of Poisoned Thrones*

"Die in pairs. Choked by their own lies."


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*The Throne Trap*

Their wealth doesn't vanish because of a bug.
It's a feature.
Designed from day one.

They gather projects inside their pen,
then siphon a portion of their wealth in silence.
Create scarcity.
Pump the price.
Destroy rivals without dirtying their hands.

The throne owner stays spotless.
Consumers are set to fight the developers.
Meanwhile the mastermind laughs
from atop his poisoned throne.

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*The Devil's Circle With No Exit

"They dance inside the devil's circle,
their laughter echoes, but their bones are brittle.
Every smile is a mask glued to their face,
every clap is a chain tightening.
They remain there forever.. not because they are happy,
but because the exit only exists in memory.
And in the middle of the endless feast,
they whisper to themselves:
'If only we hadn't traded our souls for this applause.'
Regret. But the devil never accepts returns."

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*Curse of the False Thrones*

"Listen to the curse whispered by the ruins you raised:
May the forked tongues of two liars wither to ash mid-lie.
May the gold you bled from them burn cold in your palms forever.
May your thrones rot into coffins, each promise a nail in the lid.
Faithful followers.. May dawn break behind your eyes
one heartbeat before the soil swallows your names.
And when the Collector of Souls arrives at your gates..
Let your names be called first, loud and alone,
while they who were betrayed remain breathing
to watch your crowns rust and your seats devour you whole."

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" Two Thrones, A Thousand Chains "

"Two tongues dripping poison.. Promising heaven built on corpses.
One said 'believe', the other said 'wait'.
Followers bowed to two shadows..
Thinking they were prophets, when they were just clowns.
When the curtain fell, both thrones stood empty..
All that remained were chains around the necks of their worshippers."

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