The Perfection of the Void
Miles lived in a world of white. The Station was a masterpiece of minimalism—seamless curves, bleached surfaces, and a silence so absolute it felt like a physical weight. He was the Chief of Purity, and his only purpose was to ensure that the Great Mirror remained flawless. To Miles, a single speck of dust was a moral failure. He spent his days in a state of hyper-focused devotion, gliding...
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