As you drift into the dream, you find yourself in a narrow hallway shrouded in swirling purple mist. The air hums with tension, and faint voices echo from opposite directions.
To your left, a voice crackles with defiance, sharp and raw: "Tear it all down—rules, walls, chains—they’re just lies we’ve let them bind us with!"
To your right, another voice calls, steady and resonant: "Together, we can build something better—fairer. No one should stand alone."
Which voice will you follow?
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