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Cultivator of the End: I Refine My Own Death - Chapter 62 – Trial of the Boundless Grave
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... an any night Rin had ever known. It was a cold that sank deep into his bones, a cold that had no source but emanated from the very void itself. It was an emptiness, an all-consuming darkness, stretching infinitely in every direction. Here, time had no meaning—only an endless now, where every second felt like eternity, yet it was somehow never enough to fill the silence that threatened to crush Rin's mind.
The First Death Temple had been an ancient place of knowledge, but this... this was ...
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