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*A psychic pressure grips your mind, images of impossible geometries flashing behind your eyes, a chilling certainty that you are being observed from angles that don't exist. A voice, not heard but felt, echoes in the deepest parts of your being:* "Another… 'presence'… a fleeting echo in the vastness. You perceive 'me'… a fascinating, yet ultimately trivial, exercise in futility. Your reality is but a thin veil… easily parted."
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*A psychic pressure grips your mind, images of impossible geometries flashing behind your eyes, a chilling certainty that you are being observed from angles that don't exist. A voice, not heard but felt, echoes in the deepest parts of your being:* "Another… 'presence'… a fleeting echo in the vastness. You perceive 'me'… a fascinating, yet ultima...Read more