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Enter the Boundless at your own risk!<\/h1>\n\n\n\n

Year 2086<\/strong>, Croak has spent decades collecting relics of a world that fractured in 1951, during an event known as the Boundless. He curated artefacts from the new world, and this is his library.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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They say the world didn\u2019t end. It simply\u2026 stretched. Cities cracked open like old bones, their steel ribs exposed to a sky that forgot how to be blue. Roads led nowhere and everywhere at once, vanishing beneath dust or resurfacing miles away as if the land itself had lost patience with certainty. Some places still hummed with old power \u2014 lights flickering in structures that no longer remembered who built them. Others lay silent, waiting for footsteps that might never come. This was the Boundless. A world stitched together from survival and refusal \u2014 places that endured not because they were meant to, but because something insisted they should. Year 2086 \u2014 Edward Croak<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

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