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CHAPTER 140: THE SEED OF THE INFINITE

作者: Jewel Ndukwu
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​The Vane’s Legacy II was no longer a ship; it was a Cathedral of the Deep-Void.

​As it drifted at the edge of the "Great-Attractor", the gravitational heart of the known universe, the hull didn't just reflect the light of the stars. It Breathed it. The "Void-Bark" had thickened into a shimmering, translucent ivory, and the "Aether-Veins" were no longer emerald-green. They were a brilliant, pulsing violet, the color of the "Whirlpool-Core" that Kaelen Vane had integrated into th
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