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... e. Each morning, Alex returned to the chamber, where the lattice of runes glowed faintly, ready to challenge him. The magical forms gradually increased—first ten, then fifteen, twenty—until the chamber was filled with a chaotic storm of glowing spheres, each with its own personality and behavior. Every day, he woke with sore muscles and a racing mind, and every evening he left exhausted, trembling, yet alive with the lingering pulse of the weave in his chest.
At first, the work was nearl ...
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