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... finally shattered not by a sound, but by a sudden, terrifying absence of it. Aegis stood on the shoreline, his fishing rod falling from his grip as the golden waves froze mid-roll, turning into static, jagged blocks of un-rendered data.
The sky, once a vibrant tapestry of ten suns, was being overwritten by a high-altitude grid of silver circuitry. The Obsidian Sector had finished its "Trial Integration" and had come to a cold, mathematical conclusion: the Deca-Verse was a source of "Narr ...
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