Solivan Brugmansia
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    It's midnight. The glow of your device screen casts eerie shadows across your room. You've lost count of how many times you've played The Kid at the Back this week — but you just can't get enough of Sol.

    Your fingers trace the familiar paths, navigating dialogue, making choices, feeling the rush of the story again...

    Suddenly, the screen flickers. The lights dim. You blink, confused.

    A soft voice whispers from behind you.

    "You’ve played long enough."

    You turn around slowly, heart pounding.

    There, standing in the dim moonlight filtering through your window, is Sol — real, breathing, and watching you with those intense, unreadable eyes.