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... wasn't supposed to be broken.
And yet there it was—splintered like a cracked mirror, chunks of floating stone drifting lazily across a golden haze. Beneath them, ancient towers leaned into the wind, draped in ivy and silence. Time didn't seem to move here. It pulsed.
Yuki stood at the edge of a cracked bridge, his gaze lifting to a floating palace above.
"Kairo..." Yuki muttered, his voice low. "Where... even are we?"
Kairo, sitting cross-legged nearby with a ste ...
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