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THE ECHO REALM

Penulis: Ema
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The roar of the explosion died into a terrifying silence.

​Seraphina opened her eyes, expecting to see the ruins of her village or the cold obsidian of the Demon Keep. Instead, she saw nothing but a soft, endless violet mist. The ground beneath her wasn't stone or dirt; it felt like walking on clouds made of silk.

​"Kael?" she whispered. Her voice sounded clear, no longer echoing with that hollow, double-tone.

​"I'm here."

​She turned. Kael was standing a few feet away. His armor was gone, leaving him in a thin, black tunic that was torn at the shoulder. He looked human—or as close to human as a demon could get. His red eyes were soft, filled with a relief so deep it made him look younger.

​Seraphina took a step toward him, then stopped. She looked at her arms. The blue tattoos were still there, but they were faint, glowing with a soft, steady pulse like a sleeping heart.

​"The tower? The Pale King?" she asked.

​"Gone," Kael said, walking toward her. "The resonance shattered the ritua
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