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Chapter 74

Christina Wilder
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 02.01.2026 17:18:46

The sky finished opening.

Not all at once—slowly, deliberately—like something ancient stretching after a long sleep.

The circular distortion above us deepened, its edges sharpening into a vast ring of light and shadow. Within it, layers of reality slid over one another, translucent and wrong. I saw stars that didn’t belong to our sky. I saw landmasses folding and unfolding. I saw memories that were not mine ripple through the air like heat mirages.

The Gate was no longer beneath the world.

It was becoming the world.

The pressure drove me to my knees.

Every breath felt borrowed. Every heartbeat echoed too loudly, as if the presence above was counting them, measuring how long I had left before a decision would be forced from my bones.

Kael dropped beside me, one knee braced against the fractured stone, his hand gripping my shoulder hard enough to ground me.

“Stay with me,” he said fiercely. “Whatever it’s doing—don’t let it pull you apart.”

I wanted to laugh at the idea that I was still
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