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No walls. No ceiling. No floor. Only light — primal, unborn, the white-gold radiance that existed before creation learned the word shadow. It was not illumination. It was essence. The raw, searing marrow of purity itself, so absolute and infinite that even beings like ARIA and Senithe would dissolve into ecstatic ash merely by existing within its presence.
Nothing lived here.
Nothing could.
Except her.
At the absolute center ...
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