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Submitted to Contest #296
You’re dying.It’s a tumor. The kind that spreads rapidly. The kind that leaves no survivors. You don’t have much time left. But you do have a plan.You gaze out over the sprawling city, over rings of slums encircling a royal district in the center. There, a tower watches proudly over all, so tall it seems to scrape the stars. That is your destination. That is where life will find you again, or where you will take it for your own.You trudge through the slums, past children hiding fearfully in the shadows, beggars starving in the corners, build...
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