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Chapter 121

Author: Eric Parsley
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-03-24 21:12:57

​The "Ink-Wave" didn't hit the Respiration like a physical tide; it hit like a Erasure. One moment, the stars of the Far Rim were distant, comforting pinpricks of light; the next, they were being smudged out by a localized collapse of reality. The ship’s hull groaned, the ironwood turning from a healthy emerald to a frantic, bruised charcoal as it struggled to maintain its "Definition" against the encroaching void.

​"We’re losing the geometry!" Elia Davis shouted, her hands sinking into the com
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