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... ind of energy and chaos flying past. Belatedly, I realized it was me that was moving, soaring through a bridge in the universe. As I flew through the air, the reality around me chipped away, I felt its hostility.
Outside was no place for a soul to exist. It took an act of willpower to remain cohesive, something I realized instinctively how to do.
Rapidly falling away behind me was my body. And rapidly advancing towards me was a metal shell, a colder more unthinking body. Somehow ...
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