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... ing, there was always a thing in this world that even I, with my heightened existence as a demi-god, cannot see.
Not because I lack the power to pry into them—no, I could do so effortlessly if it were merely a matter of force. But because the very nature of these things defies observation.
They are hidden in ways that are not just unseen but unseeable. As if the act of knowing itself is rejected.
Ishmael was one such enigma.
Even with my perceptive extension, my a ...
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