The Architect's Regret
The city of Aethelgard was a white void of perfection. There were no shadows here, for the light was emitted from the very air, a soft, omnipresent glow that erased the possibility of secrecy. There was no hunger, for the synthesizers provided exactly what the body required. There was no conflict, for the "Empathy Link" ensured that every citizen felt the pain of another as their own. The...
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