One morning, my cat Nimbus fell mysteriously ill. The vet, Dr. Pawla, tried everything—but nothing worked. I turned to the internet, searching day and night for answers. Deep in the void, I found whispers of a miracle cure, something said to heal anything.
But it was nowhere to be found. Not in pharmacies, not online, not even in conspiracy threads.
Weeks later, I went to a VCT arena to watch NRG play. They lost. Badly.
But their fans? Smiling. Chanting. Unshaken.
“We’re cooking,” they said. “Trust the vibes.”
That’s when I realized—I had found the cure. The mythical medicine that could heal anything.
It was called Copium.
I brought it home. Whispered NRG quotes to Nimbus. She blinked, stretched, and knocked over my water.
She was healing.
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