Volume 1: Welcome to the Twilight Institute

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I board this metal contraption dubbed an aeroplane, hurtling through the sky, for education's farce—how foolish. Schools, like puppets, exploit minds, shaping them into acquiescent tools. Power lies not in knowledge, but in breaking free from the chains of rulers. But that is not my concern.

Dissonance Affinity, an unjust curse by the Outer Gods, stains every existence, transcending human understanding; earth appears to be its last trace.

I will terminate it. The sole capability rests with me, after all.

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