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... eer. No music. No light of celebration.
Only... stillness.
Ian opened his eyes.
All around him was grey. Not ash, not mist, just endless, colorless space. The skies were not mending. The ruins of the Eighteen Universes were not rebuilt.
They were gone.
No sound.
No Divine Ki.
No connection.
No Barseagle. No Grand Elder. No Damon.
Ian took a step. It echoed, not on stone, but in the void itself. His golden eyes narrowed. He t ...
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