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... with awakening.
In the abyss, where sunlight had never touched, Poseidon sat upon a throne carved from black coral and living shells that pulsed with faint bioluminescence. His crown was no crafted metal—it was the living sea itself, swirling into a halo of foam and silver light around his head. Every word he uttered rippled through leagues of water, and every drowned soul heard his call.
They gathered now.
Thousands of them—once men, women, kings, peasants, sailors, war ...
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