
by Eryndor Vale
In a world where perfection is repetition, difference is a flaw. Eiran has spent his entire life in the training yard—one of many children shaped into identical forms, taught to move the same, think the same, exist the same. Every step leaves a mark, and every mark is meant to match the last. Order is everything. Deviation is correction. But Eiran’s steps don’t repeat. Where others leave patterns, he leaves something… singular. Untraceable. Wrong. At first, it is subtle—a missed motion, a delayed response, a thought that doesn’t align. But as the system tightens around him, reality itself begins to fracture. Movements stutter. Time hesitates. The world behaves as if it cannot fully define him. And what cannot be defined cannot be controlled. Hunted by the very order that created him, Eiran is forced to confront a terrifying possibility: he is not broken. He is something the system was never meant to contain. Something… undefined.
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