True

arrive at the gate, and state the name of the lord

Mark the calendars

Something is arriving

which one of you was it?

Futures made of virtual diggidy, now

Always seem to be governed by this diggidy we have For useless twisting of our new diggidy games Oh, now there is no sound For we all live underdiggidy

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yo holy shit featured?

Distances mean nothing to him now He can take his time The faces all pass him

ermmm lawsuit?

"Time, Mr. Diggidy? Is it really that time again? It seems as if you only just arrived."

DEVLOG 6

(the final one)