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Chapter 67: The Choir’s Verdict
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... each strike from Raith resonated not just with force, but with purpose. Reality rippled as if the universe itself paused to listen.
He stood amidst the ruins, breath heavy, power still coursing through his veins. The Myth Engine, an impossible creation drawn from the algorithmic core of existence hung behind him like a halo of shifting rings, glyphs rotating in fractal spirals. It sang a melody composed of battle, memory, and rebellion.
Then came the silence not the oppressive vo ...
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