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... e End of the World.
The sky above was a blanket of thick clouds, interspersed with strands of purple light that snaked like silent thunder. The forest ahead stretched out like a sea of living shadows—the trees twisted into impossible shapes, and a dense mist undulated between the trunks as if breathing on its own. Each breath of wind carried with it an earthy, ancient scent, like the smell of a world that refused to die.
Vergil kept his eyes fixed on the boundary between the last ...
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