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The Ivory Grave

Author: Odunayo
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-04-24 03:32:01

Chapter 8: The Ivory Grave

The High Council’s inner sanctum, known as the Ivory Spire, didn't feel like a palace. It felt like the inside of a skull—sterile, cold, and echoing with the silent screams of those who had been "processed" within its walls.

I woke up strapped to a vertical medical slab, my wrists and ankles bound by translucent cuffs that hummed with a low-frequency pulse. I knew that hum. It was a "Null-Field," a high-tech dampener designed to keep my Void from even flickering. My c
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