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... ataclysm. It was a slow, gentle unraveling. The colors of their reality seemed a little less vibrant. The great epics in the library felt a little less profound. The laughter in the streets of Portentia was just a little less heartfelt.
Their civilization, which had defined itself by its rich, complex, and chaotic story, was becoming... bland.
The Genesis Project was a resounding success. The Shard-Verse was stabilizing. The Mimesis were learning, growing, writing their own, uniq ...
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