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... d stagnant water; it tasted like a copper coin dissolved in acid. The violet mist was so thick it seemed to possess a physical weight, pressing against my skin and buzzing at the edges of my vision. Every time I blinked, I saw ghost-lines of corrupted code—jagged, nonsensical runes that flickered in and out of existence. This wasn’t a standard magical leak. This was a system-wide crash, a kernel panic translated into the architecture of the world.
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