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... rough me, making it hard to think straight. Was it because of the hug Myrrh gave me just minutes ago, her warmth lingering like a fading ember? Maybe. Or was it the side effects of wielding the power of the Machine God and its Weapons of Mass Destruction? Most likely. It feels like my mind is caught between worlds—between the weight of that overwhelming power and the fragile human shell I’m trying to hold together.
Dwelling on it won’t help, though. It’s already two in the morning, and s ...
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