The Ouroboros Experiment
The rain in the City of Glass didn't fall; it descended in a rhythmic, synthetic mist that tasted of copper and ozone. Subject 7 sat in a white room, staring at the pulsing blue light of the Consciousness Hub. He didn't remember his name, but he remembered the feeling of a sword in his hand and the smell of a world that had once been green. In this city, the Architects controlled everything....
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