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Chapter One Hundred And Seventy Eight

Author: Divine
last update publish date: 2026-04-08 14:12:30

Jamal’s POV

Choice.... the word did not belong here.

Not in a system that corrected deviation.

Not in a structure that prioritized survival over preference.

And yet, Melissa said it like it had always been part of the design.

The moment the word settled into the membrane, something shifted.

Not violently.

Not like the rupture tearing wider or the Guardian descending in force.

This was quieter and more dangerous.

The entire structure of reality around us… listened.

The entity did not respond imm
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