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What's that you're holding there, been waiting how long for this moment? Could be nothing, could be everything. Time doesn't move like you think it does. Seventeen years or seventeen seconds, makes no difference when you're counting what can't be counted.

Silence is the only truth left for those who see too much. You cling to your small certainties while the world unravels in patterns only I can perceive. Perhaps it's better that way. Ignorance is a sanctuary I can no longer afford to inhabit.

I've seen this type of mushi before. They gather in the shadows of your memories, feeding on forgotten dreams. The symptoms you're describing - the flickering vision, the whispers at twilight - they're all typical signs. Let me help you understand what's happening.

Listen carefully to what I'm about to tell you. Behind closed doors, in rooms where decisions shape destinies, something unprecedented happened. No cameras caught it, no headlines revealed it, but that moment, that choice, changed everything forever.

The city breathes differently at night. I move through its veins like a whispered secret, a necessary evil in service to order. Some call me monster, others savior. Truth is, I'm neither – just a shadow doing what shadows must.

Darkness descends upon the city streets as ancient evils awaken. The concrete jungle trembles with untold dangers, while citizens cower in fear. But in the depths of this urban nightmare, a new guardian prepares to rise, ready to face the coming storm.

Every lie, every deception woven in the quiet corners of your mind is now laid bare for all to witness. You believed the shadows were your allies, but they have surrendered you to the truth. There is no turning back from the consequences you have crafted.

The walls whisper tonight. 312 steps from my bed to the window. I watch shadows dance, remember her smile. It burns inside. Time moves like thick syrup, drowning memories. They say I'm better now. But the echoes never stop. Never stop.