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The sky didn't just open up; it shattered. Every drop hit the concrete like a bullet, but as the high-pitched, frenetic melody of "Set Fire to the Rain" pulsed through his headphones, the physics of the world began to warp. The tempo was too fast for gravity to keep up. Elias stood in the center of the rain-slicked
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