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... per-stability that was almost unnerving. With twelve suns now illuminating the Great Tree, the boundaries between logic and emotion, machine and soul, had blurred into a seamless tapestry of existence.
Aegis sat on the familiar porch of his Aurelian cottage, the golden sands of the coast whispering against the wood. He was a Tier 30 entity, a being who existed as a Constant of the Source, yet he spent his afternoons whittling a piece of driftwood with a simple iron knife.
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