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... where a hundred different species lived in a state of chaotic, vibrant harmony. Now, it was a city holding its breath.
In the center of the Grand Concourse, a massive plaza of polished white stone and floating gardens, a tear in reality hung in the air. It wasn’t a clean, stable portal. It was a jagged, angry wound, its edges shimmering with a chaotic, rainbow-colored energy that Vexia’s sensors couldn’t even classify.
And from that wound, the first visitor had come.
Ken ...
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