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... and the world shuddered.
From the broken streets, the bone gardens, and the drowned crypts, they came—shadows, thousands of them, spilling across the corpse-littered city like a living tide.
Each silhouette was wrong, twisted—half-remembered faces of long-dead children, forgotten soldiers, eyeless priests, and beasts no tongue could name. Some were wisps that whispered curses; others were hulking forms with twisted limbs, hungry for flesh and memory alike.
It was the Nig ...
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