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... rld around him rippled like disturbed water, swirling and distorting into shapes that he could not grasp. A murky fog clung to the air, making every movement feel sluggish and heavy, as though he were wading through the very depths of a dream. This place, this pocket realm, was not one of life or death. It was a world that existed between those realms, a space where memories bled into reality and where reflection distorted truth.
It was a prison. A reflection of a reflection.
The ...
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