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... ad been marble colonnades and sunlit plains, there was now only ruin, jagged stone, and brackish water pooling into craters carved by divine fury. The sky, split between twilight and storm, was veined with lightning that refused to fade. It was not weather—it was judgment.
And yet, standing at the center of it all, Poseidon breathed evenly. The ocean inside him pulsed with each inhale, deeper and older than the world itself.
The three gods who had descended to oppose him—Ares, At ...
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