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CHAPTER 128: The Submersion

Author: Evve
last update publish date: 2026-04-05 23:29:01

POV: Neoma

Burning. Freezing. Everything. Nothing.

My nerves didn’t just fire; they overloaded, sending a white-hot surge of static through my spine that made my back arch until the vertebrae groaned. There was no water. There was no liquid. There was only a wall of raw, unadulterated existence slamming into the fragile container of my ribs.

The moment I hit the silver surface, my body stopped being a biological entity. The nanoweave suit didn't just tear; it disintegrated into individual atoms
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