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Where the luminous gardens had glowed with fragile peace, darkness now seeped upward like ink through water. The air turned cold, humming with ancient hatred.
The Remnants—tall, hollow beings forged from the bones of forgotten time—rose in silence. Their forms flickered between shadow and glass, each movement bending the air, their bodies whispering with echoes of the world before life itself.
The T-Rex thundered forward, its roar defiant. It crushed one Remnant underfoot, ...
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