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Chapter 226: The Ethereal Meridian

작가: Angela Grey
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​The nineteenth year of the Sovereign era was defined by a profound transition in the density of our reality. Standing on the highest spire of the University Medical Centre, I looked out over a landscape that had become a literal reflection of the planetary heartbeat. The silver groves below were no longer just trees; they had become conduits of light, their leaves shimmering with a constant, soft violet glow that pulsed in perfect synchronicity with the Eighth Peak. The air was a translucent m
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