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... ur of retreating warriors. The air carried the scent of frost and fading embers, remnants of a war that had finally come to an end.
Ethan stood still, his golden eyes reflecting the ruins before him. The Rift was gone, its corruption wiped from existence, yet something unseen lingered in the air—something only he could perceive.
Within him, power pulsed. Not the restrained strength he had carried for years, nor the mere remnants of his godhood. This was different. Vast. Absolute. ...
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