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... Lilith, the high elder, the elder, and now another empress. Atlas felt the weight of that realization sink into his bones like cold water.
A pressure behind his ribs grew, slow and unyielding, as if something inside him was being carved open to make room for a truth too large for a human frame.
He had once thought—hoped—that maybe he was overrated. A name thrown around too easily. A convenient vessel for the Guide. A pawn for some prophecy. A lucky survivor. A loud noise in the r ...
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