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... e world felt wrong.
The sanctuary ruled by Hephaetaestus was collapsing.
Not violently.
Not suddenly.
It was dying.
The sky above was dim and fractured, as if cracks had spread through reality itself. Mountains in the distance crumbled slowly into glowing ash.
Rivers of molten lava which were used to forge weapons had thinned into weak, sluggish streams, their glow fading with every passing second.
The very air felt exhausted.
Struc ...
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