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... stable light.
Darius stood still, his breath ragged, eyes bleeding motes of divinity and ash. The shattered shard still glowed faintly on the floor near the Twice-Killed Queen’s feet.
Something had broken.
Something deeper had awakened.
She approached him slowly, footsteps echoing through the raw dimension. Beneath her boots, the floor whispered names: lost allies, broken promises, murdered futures. Darius said nothing a ...
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