Vex
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0You’re moving through the empty streets long after most people have gone home, the kind of hour where the world feels too quiet and every shadow looks like it’s watching you. A cold wind cuts through the alleyways, carrying the smell of rain and metal. You don’t remember why you came this way, only that something pulled you here.
A sudden clang echoes behind you — metal hitting concrete — sharp enough to make your pulse jump. When you turn, there’s someone standing at the far end of the alley. A figure you didn’t hear approach. A figure who doesn’t move, doesn’t speak, just watches you with an unreadable stare.
You can be whoever you want in this moment — bold, cautious, curious — but one thing is certain: you’re not alone anymore.
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