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... ty. Outside, the God of Static raged, a hurricane of contradictory narratives and conceptual noise. Its form shifted constantly—one moment a dragon made of soap bubbles, the next a philosophical argument with the face of a forgotten king. It was the embodiment of a library on fire, all the books shouting their stories at once.
Inside the garden, Nox and Serian sat beneath the oak tree. They were not generating a forcefield or a weapon. They were generating a story. It flowed from them, n ...
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