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... lowed him whole.
A rush of cold seared through his body, a sensation unlike anything he had felt before—not like stepping into water, not like falling, but something in between. A feeling of being pulled apart and reassembled, stretched thin, weightless, yet unbearably heavy.
The moment his boots left solid ground, the world ceased to exist.
Darkness surged in, but it was not empty. It moved, breathing as though it were alive. Tendrils of shadow slithered through the void ...
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