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... ng folding in on itself. His room blinked out first: walls, clock, the stale air heavy with memory. Gone. The rest followed like dust in a storm.
Alvian fell through code and color, no up, no down, only motion.
His pulse hammered, too alive, too certain. Vengeance coiled tight in his chest, whispering promises he half-believed.
A sensation of weightlessness was followed by a sudden, jarring halt.
The torrent of data solidified, and Alvian found himself standing in ...
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