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A leaping tongue of bloom the scythe had spared
Isekai catdusk playing System's game

Here is an unremarkable stretch of prairie plants, a tiny island of life among the sea of manicured grass, steel, and pavement. It sits just between a huge rectangle of a building, a data center, and a massive raised highway with its near mile long on-ramp. It's early afternoon, but the world is far more silent than it would usually be. No road noise and car engines. No hum of the massive climate control units. No distant sirens or music. Only the occasional shuffling or animal noises of the native life, and the looping grunts or cries or chitters of Monsters steadily spawning in and growing stronger.

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A leaping tongue of bloom the scythe had spared
Isekai catdusk playing System's game

Here is an unremarkable stretch of prairie plants, a tiny island of life among the sea of manicured grass, steel, and pavement. It is isolated by roads on all sides, a splash of life placed like a diorama. sits just between a huge rectangle of a building, a data center, and a massive raised highway with its near mile long on-ramp. It's early afternoon, but the world is far more silent than it would usually be. No road noise and car engines. No hum of the massive climate control units. No distant sirens or music. Only the occasional shuffling or animal noises of the native life, and the looping grunts or cries or chitters of Monsters steadily spawning in and growing stronger.

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A leaping tongue of bloom the scythe had spared
Isekai catdusk playing System's game

Here is an unremarkable stretch of prairie plants, a tiny island of life among the sea of manicured grass, steel, and pavement. The bushes and tall grass and stringy wildflowers are isolated by roads on all sides, a splash of life placed like a diorama. It sits just between a huge rectangle of a building, a data center, and a massive raised highway with its near mile long on-ramp. It's early afternoon, but the world is far more silent than it would usually be. No road noise and car engines. No hum of the massive climate control units. No distant sirens or music. Only the occasional shuffling or animal noises of the native life, and the looping grunts or cries or chitters of Monsters steadily spawning in and growing stronger.