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... ting kind, but a void — heavy, oppressive, and endless. The air was thick, like tar coating his lungs, and every breath felt like inhaling smoke and sin. The last thing he remembered was blood... his mother's blood. The scream. The blinding light. And then—this.
He pushed himself off the cold ground, the surface beneath him smooth yet pulsing faintly like it was... alive. Shadows slithered at the edges of his vision, whispering things in a language he didn't understand. His muscles ached ...
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