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... out ceremony.
No system alerts.
No convergences tightening the air.
No calculations pressing against Jin’s senses the moment his eyes opened.
Just the low murmur of people rebuilding.
Jin stood near the riverbank where he had slept sitting upright against a stone, arms folded, cloak still damp with smoke and water. His body ached—not the distant, abstract fatigue of mana depletion, but the honest soreness of muscles used without enhancement. It grounded hi ...
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