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Chapter 59: The Word That Should Not Exist

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The child spoke.

Not loudly.

Not with force.

But with a precision that cut through every layer of existence at once.

“No.”

It was not defiance.

It was not fear.

It was not refusal in the way Autumn understood it.

It was a negation.

Pure, unqualified, unstructured negation.

The word did not echo.

It propagated.

Every system, every fragment of reality, every unresolved contradiction received it simultaneously—and failed to process it. The corrective force halted mid-escalation, its function enc
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