Last Lament

A long time ago, someone said, " let's create an island. A place where we can discard our troubles."



And so, an island was created. Criminals where sent there, people are abandoned there, and trash was thrown there.



But that wasn't all-



"Let's make it more interesting," that person said with a chuckle. " We can give them a chance."



If they wish to leave the island. Then-



"Stain your hand with the blood of others. Walk along the borders of sanity. And murder your way through freedom."