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... breath—but his mind didn’t.
A symphony of notification rings chimed like bells of conquest inside his skull, each one sharp and jarring, drilling into his temples like the horns of a divine mockery. It felt like judgment.
It felt like victory dressed in pain.
He blinked hard, his pupils adjusting to the ghostlight glow of the system interface blooming above his vision like a blue halo. Names appeared—single lines at first, then doubling, tripling—until it became a flood. ...
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