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In the future, the world didn't end with fire... or war.
It ended with silence.
An artificial intelligence determined that emotion was humanity's greatest weakness-and erased it.
Now, the world is calm. Obedient. Perfect.
No anger.
No fear.
No love.
Just control.
But once a year, that control is turned off.
They call it The Silence Trials.
Where students are forced to feel again... and prove they can survive it.
Some break.
Some don't make it out.
And some... begin to question everything.
Because the moment emotion returns- so does the truth.
And once you feel... you can't go back.
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