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... ood alone in the temple’s heart, where time had long since abandoned its grip. His breath came slower now—measured not in seconds, but in awareness.
His body ached, not from exhaustion, but from reconfiguration.
He flexed his fingers. Rolled his shoulders. Tilted his neck side to side until a faint pop echoed through the chamber.
Everything felt... familiar.
Yet not.
The left side of his vision shimmered faintly, the Dichemis Eye resting dormant but ever-a ...
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