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... sing faintly under every step Kuro and Aya took. Each mile felt alive, whispering memories through the ground, the Monarch's curse humming in low, rhythmic waves. The world was no longer stable; even the horizon seemed to tilt slightly as if reality itself had begun to breathe unevenly.
The remnants of the old civilization stood like skeletons on either side of their path — towers fused with crystal, bridges half-submerged in light, entire towns turned into living murals of glass and ash ...
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