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Chapter 166: The Reader Beyond the End
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... a sat alone upon the Throne of All Realities, Zytherion Omnivarch—a monument not carved from marble or steel, but from pure narrative essence, language itself shaped into form. The throne shimmered like the skin of a sleeping star, humming softly with the pulse of every reality it governed.
Above, the sky held no color—just an ever-shifting aurora of story threads, dancing across the void like cosmic ink in water. Ethan’s cloak, stitched from woven stardust and fragmented memory, billowe ...
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