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... narrative collapse.
As Darius touched the sigil, time and space folded inward like parchment set aflame. His consciousness surged forward, stripped of flesh, title, and form. His name, dominion, and even the divine mark upon his soul were peeled away. There was no Nexus. No war. No Celestia. No Nyx.
Only Void.
Then, a voice—not the Presence, not the Architect—whispered:
> "Welcome to the Trial of the Fourth Flame, Da ...
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