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... fter swallowing the city, now it rolled in slow, deliberate swells, as though the sea itself had learned to breathe. Each exhale foamed against shattered seawalls; each inhale tugged broken ships and corpses into the abyss.
And in the heart of this drowned silence stood Poseidon.
No longer "Dominic." That name was a husk. The mortal boy’s soul was a candle that had burned out, its wax melted into something far greater.
Now he was the sea that watched through mortal eyes. ...
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