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... dimensions, the cosmic background hum of consciousness—that subtle vibration of thinking beings existing, dreaming, hoping—began to falter. What had once been a symphony of infinite minds harmonizing across reality became a discordant melody, then scattered notes, then... nothing.
Reed stood at the epicenter of this growing void, his form no longer entirely human. Shadow and light writhed beneath his skin like living tattoos, and where his tears fell, reality itself began to bleed. The c ...
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