Since the dawn of their existence, humans have pursued knowledge. The unknown. The unknowable. They seek truths beyond the mind's limit, beyond comprehension, even beyond what free will should allow. Their pursuit is unrelenting. It fails in devastation. In death. Yet still, they chase. Compelled-no, obligated-to never stop, never pause. Charging forward like sheep to slaughter, toward a flicker of A miracle that never was. Some domains should never be touched. For there are horrors that man was never meant to fight. Some knowledge is meant to remain obscure. Eric Dunn didn't volunteer. Dragged by orders into a lax six-month deployment- A quiet posting with no enemies in sight. And he now wages war. Not with terrorists, not with beasts- But with a will not his own. A foreign voice gnaws at the edges of his mind, Turning his mission into something far more sinister. A path that was never his. A purpose that never belonged to him. And a presence that refuses to let go

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