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... me damage from absorbing that much experience at once, but this was beyond anything I could imagine.
From the moment I opened my eyes in my soul, I was surrounded by a twisted mockery of my clearing. All the plants I’d painstakingly molded were flattened, ripped in half, or stretched into grotesque shapes. Patches of my stonework were strewn everywhere, and my meditation hut was in ruins, looking like it had imploded and exploded simultaneously.
But gravity didn't exist here, so ...
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