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Chapter 555: Departure
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... ed in a pocket of warped reality known as a Space Lock, where even light moved slower and sound held no meaning.
The planet itself was dead. No wind, no water, no motion.
Only a hollow rock, buried in spatial chains crafted by ancient Primordials, forged to imprison what should never rise again.
At its heart lay The Dread Vault, a prison so deep it pierced the planet's mantle. Buried in its final cell—chained by reality, time, and space—sat a man.
His name was Var ...
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