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... Ryan was a statue of pure concentration, his hands pressed against the wounded Genesis Seed.
The chaos of the fight, the explosions, the shouting, it had all faded into a distant, muffled roar. There was only him and the broken heart of a new world he was so desperately trying to mend.
He felt the final, broken piece of reality code click into place. It was not a sound, but a feeling, a perfect, satisfying thump deep in his soul, like the last piece of a cosmic puzzle sliding ho ...
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