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... t not the soft light of a bedside lamp. Not even the clinical fluorescence of a hospital ceiling. This was something otherworldly. Purified. Vast.
It filled everything. Not with warmth, but with a kind of sacred emptiness. There was no ground beneath him. No sky above. No heartbeat. No breath. Yet Yuki existed. That alone was confusing. There was nothing to hold, nothing to see, yet he was aware.
Particles floated around him. Gold and violet. Each shimmered with an intelligence, ...
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