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Beyond The Collapsing World

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Reads 9
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Time <5 mins

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In a world that feels increasingly suffocating, the main character faces an unsettling journey. The ceiling above, like a giant, ever-present eye, amplifies a pervasive sense of unease. Each shallow breath is a desperate struggle in the thick, heavy air that constantly bears down, leaving the character questioning why things always seem to end this way and if a better outcome is truly within reach. Their once comforting morning ritual now feels hollow, prompting them to wonder how long this empty existence can continue.All Rights Reserved

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