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LIMINA

Reads 64
Votes 9
Parts 5
Time 40m

Reads 64
Votes 9
Parts 5
Time 40m

existential fantasy horror mystery psychological thriller urban

Some places aren't meant to be found, some names aren't meant to be remembered.

He wakes in a world that should not exist.

His name, barely recalled.
His past, severed.
His surroundings, scattered fragments of memory, time, and silence.

There is a revolver that shouldn't belong to him,
a voice that calls from behind static,
and dice that fall when fate refuses to answer.

In this place, this LIMINA, cities dissolve into ash, bridges dream of crossing souls, and ancient eyes watch from behind the walls of reality.

Kylo doesn't know what he's looking for,
but something knows him.

And it is waiting.All Rights Reserved

existential fantasy horror mystery psychological thriller urban

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