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... e of reality warped.
No gavel fell. No voice of judgment echoed. There was only silence—and then, fracture.
A cosmic crack split the skies above the council chamber, a fault line not of stone or space but of meaning. Darius stood motionless, his essence unanchored. The High Council’s decision was neither condemnation nor salvation—it was exile.
"You do not belong to what was, nor what is to come," the eldest divine had whispered.
And with that, the world collapsed ...
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