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Chapter 76 - 77: The Voice Beneath
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... ng, the air around him vibrating with unseen forces.
His armor hung in tatters from his body, his flesh flickering between void-light and corrupted divinity. His breathing was ragged, each inhale drawing shards of reality into his lungs, each exhale sending ripples through the fabric of existence.
The armies around him—the rebels, the corrupted, the faithful—no longer fought.
They only stared, paralyzed by the storm that Darius had become.
He should have felt vict ...
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