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A REWRITTEN SYSTEM

META'S POV:

The smell hit me first, thick and suffocating. It was the coppery, metallic reek of a slaughterhouse, so potent it scraped the back of my throat and made my stomach churn. My eyes snapped open to a scene of absolute carnage. The room, wherever I was, was a gallery of death. Bodies w...