The Logic Void
The world was a white room. There were no walls, no ceiling, and no floor—only a seamless, blinding expanse of alabaster light that stretched in every direction. There was no wind, no sound, and no shadow. There was only Julian, and the Thought. Julian did not remember how he had arrived here. He had no memories of a childhood, no recollection of a home, and no sense of a past. He was simply a...
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