(M/N) woke up in the Maze with nothing - no past, no purpose, only those eyes that saw too much. The others called it instinct. Luck. Fate. But when the walls trembled and time seemed to bend around him, they started to whisper something else. God. Monster. Both. (M/N) doesn't understand the power burning under his skin - the energy that makes the air hum and the world hold its breath. But the Maze does. It shifts to contain him. It learns from him. And as the others begin to fall into obsession - love, fear, devotion - one truth becomes clear: There are limits to humanity. He just doesn't have any.
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