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[indent][h3][i][color=608da2]Opposites[/color] at war within the very air.[/i][/h3][/indent]
	Refreshing yet drowning, like a riding a raging rapid while in a very shitty kayak. The cracks of space and time, all but invisible a moment before, revealed themselves to Fubuki. Everything was a reflection of a reflection of a [b]noiɟɔɘlʇɘɿ[/b]. Every breath felt as though he was inhaling what existed between these cracks, [i]it was the vacuum of space[/i], [b]it was the real world[/b], [color=gray]it was nothing at all[/color]. Nothing and everything existed simultaneously within the essence of Fubuki's wake, his steps resounding like the echoes of an icy cave, hollow but full. 

He felt as though his feet were frozen to the floor, but he knew that he had summoned the metaphorical ice, and he knew that he had to power to break free. Fubuki followed the creature, [i]an act of obedience[/i], [b]an act of rebellion[/b], [color=662d91]an act predestined by fate[/color]. He could tell he was being lead; [color=f7976a]to a heated fight[/color], [color=a187be]to protect someone's peace[/color], [color=608da2]to his next step towards purpose for his rage.[/color] 

The trinity of expressions within him kept expanding and contracting, and at their collapse there was an emptiness, a fourth that should be present put wasn't. One Reflection was Hot, another Reflection was Peaceful, but in that void existed something that wasn't mirrored, but instead existed as the [color=CFF0CC]opposite end[/color] of the infinite reflections. With this realization, the connections were complete, a whole was formed. 

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Structure reforming, space restoring, time returning, and then it all disappeared again. Cracks spreading, void growing, entropy rising, and then it all reappeared again. Existence and non-existence combined, Structured cracks, spacial void, entropic time. What was, what is, and what could be coalesced into a single form. The conflict was still there, but it had been crystallized like melting ice.  

Fubuki's mind recentered, and he realized that the world had distorted around him. He had both continued following the deer and stayed frozen in place. The ideas became unified as he willed to be ahead of the deer, following his own warpath as general instead of soldier. Whenever Fubuki would reach an intersection, he would wait for the deer to catch up and have it gesture the next direction. He looked back at the deer as the path continued, thinking about what he had been tasked to do, [color=608da2]"Shatter the Veil huh, is that all?"[/color]