The Sisyphus Protocol (V-06)

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The white room had no corners, no shadows, and no exit. For the ten-thousandth time, Kael woke up on the cold floor, the taste of copper in his mouth and the weight of a silver blade in his hand. Across the room stood the Guardian. The Guardian was a mirror image of Kael, but older, scarred, and wearing a look of profound boredom. "Round ten thousand, one hundred and four," the Guardian said,...

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