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... ything Kuro had felt before. It wasn't peaceful or empty; it felt like the world itself was holding its breath, afraid to move. The cracked plains stretched endlessly in front of them, with molten fissures fading into faint veins of dull orange light. The once-red sky was now a bruised mix of violet and ash, twisting slowly as if unsure whether to heal or to decay.
Kuro stood at the edge of a broken ridge, the emberblade in his hand faintly glowing with remnants of golden light. His hear ...
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