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The stars above were artificial—pixels and code stitched into a sky that no longer obeyed logic.
Darius sat on a throne sculpted from floating runes, fragments of extinct zones, and the bones of collapsed timelines. His body hummed with divine pressure, his aura now more syntax than soul.
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