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CHAPTER 86: THE CHAOS OF CHOICE

作者: Ike Mercy
last update publish date: 2026-09-12 05:37:16

The world was transcending and nobody knew how to stop it.

Anastasia emerged from the collapsing facility into Prague's streets and immediately understood that Mikhail's final warning hadn't been hyperbole. People were everywhere literally everywhere in various states of consciousness transition. Some were gasping as they returned to purely biological awareness. Others were standing completely still with eyes rolled back, existing simultaneously in physical and digital spaces. Most were screami
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