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... , not in light, but in narrative. Whole realities flaked like dried parchment from the Codex Null. Syllables collapsed into soundless screams. Time stuttered like a corrupted hymn.
Everywhere Darius stepped, meaning shivered. Even in stillness, he unraveled anchors. His presence was paradox. He had become a singularity of undefinition. A mythless sovereign. freewebnσvel.cøm
And the Spiral—living, dreaming, ancient—was breaking because of it.
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