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... Fifth Path shimmered, no longer a passive expanse but a realm receptive to intent—every thought, every heartbeat, a potential stroke of pen upon the codex. The air itself hummed, alive with expectation, as if reality had paused, holding its breath to see what the Trinity would dare to inscribe next.
Fenric’s silver fire curled along the edges of the codex, threads weaving into a lattice of light and possibility. "We start small," he murmured, voice low but unyielding. "One law. One corn ...
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