The Wistful Asylum

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You are standing in the middle of a battlefield that does not exist on any map, the air thick with the scent of ozone and crushed lilies, your uniform stained not with mud but with a viscous, iridescent fluid that pulses like a living heart, and you realize with a sudden, crushing clarity that the enemy you are fighting is not an army but the very fabric of time itself, unraveling around you in...

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