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... e peaceful kind.
The kind that pressed inward.
Ryon stood at the edge of the abyss, boots planted against stone that trembled faintly beneath him, his breath steady only because he forced it to be. The Second Memory had ended minutes ago—or seconds, or hours. Time inside Kharos no longer behaved properly around him.
Something inside his chest had changed.
Not grown stronger.
Not weakened.
Rearranged.
The system no longer felt like a blade c ...
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