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... t wasn’t dramatic in the way stories pretended it was, no cinematic flash of memories, no heroic swelling music, just a sudden, ugly stillness in his skull, like someone had wiped a chalkboard clean while he was mid-thought.
He stood there in that blue-ringed void with the council’s presence pressing from all sides, and for a heartbeat, he couldn’t even remember how to breathe properly.
Then it all came crashing back in at once.
Back then, He was honestly and fully depres ...
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