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Chapter 177: The Gate Opens Anyway

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last update Date de publication: 2026-06-04 22:16:48

The First Gate did not break.

It unfolded.

That was worse.

A broken door left splinters, hinges, something an architect could understand. This gate opened like a wound deciding it had always been a mouth. Black incense poured through Old Street, heavy with prayers no god had answered.

The next trouble did not announce itself like prophecy. In the First Gate, symbols had weight. It made the temple smaller, not larger, because every new rule had to fit inside a room full of frightened people. The
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