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... direction, where neither time nor existence held meaning.
There was no ground beneath him, no sky above, only the silence of infinity pressing against his soul, a silence so heavy it was defeaning.
Yet beneath that silence, something stirred.
A vast abyssal presence of the outer one lingered beyond comprehension, watching him, studying him, and then, slowly, it reached out, trying to recreate itself once again using his body as a host.
The darkness itself began to ...
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