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"WHAT—WHY THE HELL?!"
The hearth exploded like someone shoved the sun itself into my fireplace. Shadows fled screaming, my pajamas sparkled as if I’d rolled in a glitter factory, and the crimson babies yelped in pure panic, tails puffed like little smoke bombs.
I squinted through the blinding glow, hand raised like a human shield. The "rock" wasn’t just melting—it was peeling, layers flaking off like some sad, magical eggshell.
And inside... something alive pulsed. So ...
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