It would have been another normal, languid day if Cale wasn't yeeted into the past by a bored god.
He met his ancestor from over ten thousand years ago, who battled the Original White Star.
Misunderstandings and bullshitting commenced.
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It would have been another normal, languid day if Cale wasn't yeeted into the past by a bored god.
He met his ancestor from over ten thousand years ago, who battled the Original White Star.
Misunderstandings and bullshitting commenced.
Is it real.
His life, his memories and his existence.
Are any of them real?
Everything feels like a mirage.
Fragile and dreamlike.
Truthfully he was afraid.
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