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... built hallway, the light flickers unnaturally. Not a system bug— something worse. Something familiar.
It wasn’t just a presence. It was like watching a memory rot in front of me.
Null.
That thing that looked like me. Thought like me. Maybe even bled like me.
But he wasn’t me.
...Right?
He said things only I should’ve known—lines from choices I never made, regrets I buried so deep the system itself couldn’t track them anymore. He walked like someone ...
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