Date: 2022-09-08 04:34 am (UTC)
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"Suit yourself," he says, and steps through the doorway. It now stands wide open, though no matter how hard Moon strains, he will not be able to see anything--there's just blackness, a wide unending void, like a cessation of being.

He can go forward, or he can leave.
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藤丸 立香 | Fujimaru Ritsuka