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... God Arkenas stood upon a balcony made of pure light, his gaze fixed on the countless worlds spiraling beneath his feet like glowing spheres in an endless void.
His lips curved into a faint smile as divine threads pulsed, each one connected to a mortal now caught in the race he had set in motion.
Nine threads shone brighter than the rest—candidates who had already begun carving a path toward the empty god seats.
"They move quickly. The invitations have been sent. Now, all ...
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