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... not sure if he was asleep, dead, or stuck in one of the system’s many half baked fail safes.
All he knew was that he was standing at the edge of a vast dreamscape. The Academy’s simulation had long since degraded into static, yet something kept it from collapsing entirely. A single thread golden and pulsing stretched into the distance like a lifeline stitched into broken fabric.
He had not moved for what felt like hours. Or minutes. Or maybe years.
Time was weird here. < ...
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