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The bells of Aetheria Holy Temple tolled, deep and thunderous—like the heartbeat of an ancient god stirring beneath the marble.
In the heart of the Imperial Capital, high above the glittering spires and gold-laced rooftops, the Holy Temple sat like a crown made of white stone and ancient whispers. Its towers pierced the sky. Its halls swallowed light. And behind its prayer-draped doors, the air was always cold—holy, heavy, and watching.
Candles flickered along the column ...
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