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Chapter 176: The Flame Within the Mirror
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... ried too deep. They stretched in every direction—rows upon rows of smooth black stone, their surfaces unmarked by time or name. A cold wind stirred with no sound, no scent, no beginning.
His name remained etched into the first stone.
A warning.
A threat.
A possibility.
He had not died.
But the world was showing him how easily he could.
There was no clear path.
No voice.
No flames.
No illusions whispering sweet lies. ...
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