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... ll burned. The galaxies still spun. But now, everything seemed to listen more. The song of creation had changed—from something grand and unreachable to something close, something human.
People began to live their lives not as if they were small parts of a massive story, but as if every moment was the story. Every laugh, every tear, every small choice—they all mattered.
The gods still watched, of course. Aria, Fenric, Laxin, and even Equinox—they lingered like soft echoes in the b ...
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