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... . The vibrant, dark greens of the 40th-floor forest were suddenly sucked dry, leaving behind a flat, monochromatic palette of grey. Trees, monsters, and even the beads of sweat on the SSS-rank Hunters’ brows hung suspended in mid-air.
Strangely, there was no violent tremor or muffled bass—the usual hallmarks of spatial distortion. Everything was deathly silent, as if someone had simply pressed the ’mute’ button on the universe.
"Enough playing around," a hauntingly familiar voice ...
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