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... > As Darius and his three consorts stepped through the Gate carved by the Codex’s awakening, reality melted like wax around them. There was no ground beneath their feet, no sky above—only a pulsing vastness, red and gold and shifting with every heartbeat. The Heart of the Womb wasn’t a place. It was a will—the proto-consciousness from which all gods were shaped, the metaphysical nexus where creation first whispered itself into existence.
And now, it was listening again.
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